Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Belgium and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Kurtis Blow to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Blossom Toes. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Circle Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joe Finger,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
JFA,
10cc,
Yusef Lateef,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marvin Gaye,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Gories,
Monolake,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Birthday Party,
The Beau Brummels,
Can,
K-Klass,
Easy Going,
EPMD,
Schoolly D,
Johnny Clarke,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rakim,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Pylon,
The Sound,
Sonic Youth,
Adolescents,
Camouflage,
Television Personalities,
a-ha,
Urselle,
Section 25,
Ken Boothe,
Sunsets and Hearts,
X-Ray Spex,
Animal Collective,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bobby Womack,
These Immortal Souls,
The Zeros,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nils Olav,
Archie Shepp,
Make Up,
Steve Hackett,
Roxette,
Smog,
Mandrill,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ralphi Rosario,
Andrew Hill,
Excepter,
Guru Guru,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Alison Limerick,
Gong,
Peter & Gordon,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.