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 Kiribati and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Symarip to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dead C record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
The Blackbyrds,
Camberwell Now,
Colin Newman,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
U.S. Maple,
Yaz,
Moebius,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Amon Düül,
Tubeway Army,
Radiopuhelimet,
Porter Ricks,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Soulsonic Force,
Lightning Bolt,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lindisfarne,
Malaria!,
The Gories,
Pagans,
Yellowson,
ABC,
Make Up,
Monks,
The Music Machine,
Monolake,
Davy DMX,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Wake,
Spandau Ballet,
Bobby Womack,
Marine Girls,
Flipper,
Cheater Slicks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
LL Cool J,
The Skatalites,
Radio Birdman,
Lucky Dragons,
Blossom Toes,
Piero Umiliani,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sexual Harrassment,
Adolescents,
Moss Icon,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Suburban Knight,
Blancmange,
Peter & Gordon,
Quantec,
Black Sheep,
Slave,
Essential Logic,
Hasil Adkins,
Harry Pussy,
Joyce Sims,
Vainqueur,
Scrapy,
R.M.O.,
DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style.
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.