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 Antigua and from Sao Paulo.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mumbai.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Skatalites to the techno 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 James Chance & The Contortions. All the underground hits.
All Malaria! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sällskapet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Reuben Wilson,
Absolute Body Control,
Wings,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Index,
Supertramp,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dennis Brown,
Delon & Dalcan,
Eve St. Jones,
Matthew Bourne,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
World's Most,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Kinks,
Cecil Taylor,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Tropical Tobacco,
Blancmange,
Sun Ra,
The Remains,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jimmy McGriff,
Cameo,
Spoonie Gee,
Wolf Eyes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Trojans,
Barclay James Harvest,
Neil Young,
Joe Finger,
Fear,
The J.B.'s,
Rakim,
Robert Wyatt,
Royal Trux,
Circle Jerks,
Soulsonic Force,
Roger Hodgson,
Soft Machine,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Tom Boy,
Grauzone,
Quando Quango,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Mark Hollis,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Blossom Toes,
Aural Exciters,
Eli Mardock,
June of 44,
The Cramps,
Trumans Water,
Tomorrow,
Deadbeat,
Subhumans,
Black Sheep,
John Lydon,
Bob Dylan,
The Knickerbockers,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.