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 Zambia and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Max Romeo to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
Max Romeo,
Chris Corsano,
The Electric Prunes,
Lakeside,
Mantronix,
Rapeman,
Crime,
Man Eating Sloth,
Susan Cadogan,
Vainqueur,
Blake Baxter,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Moebius,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rhythm & Sound,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sound Behaviour,
Sixth Finger,
Marc Almond,
Section 25,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Detroit Cobras,
Scan 7,
Eli Mardock,
Quadrant,
Big Daddy Kane,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fela Kuti,
The Angels of Light,
Erykah Badu,
Bizarre Inc.,
Andrew Hill,
Erasure,
Magazine,
Marshall Jefferson,
Warren Ellis,
Banda Bassotti,
Massinfluence,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lou Christie,
EPMD,
Janne Schatter,
Black Flag,
Ken Boothe,
Iggy Pop,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Make Up,
the Normal,
The Raincoats,
Livin' Joy,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Roxy Music,
The Barracudas,
Lindisfarne,
Au Pairs,
Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia.
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.