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 Jamaica 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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the techno 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 The Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Cal Tjader,
Nik Kershaw,
Siglo XX,
Procol Harum,
Ludus,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ultra Naté,
Drexciya,
Clear Light,
Shuggie Otis,
The Fuzztones,
The Star Department,
Marmalade,
Q and Not U,
David McCallum,
Urselle,
Tommy Roe,
The Martian,
The Busters,
Second Layer,
The Doors,
Magazine,
The Associates,
Tears for Fears,
Minutemen,
Jerry's Kids,
X-101,
Roxette,
Thompson Twins,
Thee Headcoats,
The Searchers,
Zapp,
Eric Copeland,
The Golliwogs,
Bill Near,
Aloha Tigers,
The Fire Engines,
Marvin Gaye,
Yellowson,
Organ,
Monolake,
Fear,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jacob Miller,
Graham Central Station,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Flamin' Groovies,
Youth Brigade,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Gap Band,
Newcleus,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Count Five,
Pet Shop Boys,
Neu!,
June Days,
The Slits,
Joey Negro,
Joensuu 1685,
The Dead C,
Darondo,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.