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 Lebanon and from Manchester.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Lebanon Hanover to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
a-ha,
Essential Logic,
Goldenarms,
One Last Wish,
The Busters,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Marc Almond,
The Mummies,
Wings,
Joe Finger,
Black Sheep,
Nik Kershaw,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Offenders,
Black Flag,
Sonny Sharrock,
Alphaville,
Jerry's Kids,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Simply Red,
Pagans,
The Vogues,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
DJ Style,
Interpol,
Panda Bear,
Ultimate Spinach,
Brand Nubian,
D'Angelo,
Scion,
Rufus Thomas,
the Normal,
Warsaw,
Camouflage,
Swans,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Wally Richardson,
Davy DMX,
Bill Wells,
Scratch Acid,
The Detroit Cobras,
New Order,
Lalo Schifrin,
Liliput,
Pet Shop Boys,
La Düsseldorf,
Japan,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Deadbeat,
Skaos,
The United States of America,
The Alarm Clocks,
Fugazi,
Newcleus,
Tropical Tobacco,
Cecil Taylor,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Joy Division,
Scientists, Scientists, Scientists, Scientists.
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.