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 Malta and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the snare 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 Beasts of Bourbon to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All The Peanut Butter Conspiracy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Robert Hood,
The Doobie Brothers,
Negative Approach,
Kas Product,
Clear Light,
Johnny Osbourne,
Wings,
ABC,
The Blues Magoos,
Sight & Sound,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Stooges,
Johnny Clarke,
Harry Pussy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sparks,
Swans,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Cramps,
Bill Near,
The Associates,
Barrington Levy,
Index,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Mission of Burma,
Siglo XX,
Mark Hollis,
Lalo Schifrin,
AZ,
Joe Smooth,
John Lydon,
Oneida,
a-ha,
Vainqueur,
Piero Umiliani,
Flamin' Groovies,
Darondo,
The American Breed,
The Invisible,
Tim Buckley,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Archie Shepp,
Groovy Waters,
Pantaleimon,
The Real Kids,
Eddi Front,
Niagra,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Moleskins,
X-Ray Spex,
The Seeds,
Marc Almond,
Barclay James Harvest,
Roxette,
Bluetip,
The Move,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader.
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.