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 United Kingdom and from Hong Kong.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 the Bar-Kays to the grunge 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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All Strawberry Alarm Clock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Joe & The Fish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Move,
Crime,
PIL,
China Crisis,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Joe Smooth,
Symarip,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Skriet,
Unwound,
FM Einheit,
Pierre Henry,
Scan 7,
Bush Tetras,
Marcia Griffiths,
Grauzone,
Lucky Dragons,
Harmonia,
Trumans Water,
The Residents,
Dawn Penn,
Ice-T,
Don Cherry,
D'Angelo,
Reagan Youth,
The Wake,
Glambeats Corp.,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kayak,
B.T. Express,
Radiohead,
Eurythmics,
Nico,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Raincoats,
Flamin' Groovies,
Boogie Down Productions,
Boredoms,
Dave Gahan,
Index,
JFA,
Ornette Coleman,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Cecil Taylor,
The Fugs,
Underground Resistance,
Amon Düül II,
The Doobie Brothers,
Television Personalities,
Gang of Four,
Jacques Brel,
Whodini,
John Foxx,
The Music Machine,
The Fire Engines,
The American Breed,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Cowsills,
Lebanon Hanover,
X-Ray Spex,
the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays.
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.