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 Latvia and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 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 La Düsseldorf to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Victims. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantaleimon,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Magma,
Matthew Bourne,
Johnny Clarke,
Ultravox,
Thompson Twins,
Japan,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Standells,
The Index,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Joensuu 1685,
Nas,
Henry Cow,
The Barracudas,
Fugazi,
Minny Pops,
Blake Baxter,
Oneida,
David Axelrod,
The Gladiators,
Anthony Braxton,
Dual Sessions,
Panda Bear,
Sister Nancy,
The Mojo Men,
Peter and Kerry,
Sight & Sound,
John Foxx,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Janne Schatter,
Theoretical Girls,
The Names,
Piero Umiliani,
Bill Wells,
Radiohead,
The Stooges,
Pulsallama,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ohio Players,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eli Mardock,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
U.S. Maple,
Gang of Four,
Todd Rundgren,
Barry Ungar,
Funky Four + One,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pagans,
The Sound,
Hot Snakes,
Nils Olav,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sandy B,
Cameo,
Shuggie Otis,
Black Flag,
Ornette Coleman,
Morten Harket,
Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop.
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.