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 Croatia and from Copenhagen.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Connie Case to the rap 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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-102 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
DJ Sneak,
Metal Thangz,
Amon Düül II,
Peter and Kerry,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Slits,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Wire,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Tubeway Army,
Avey Tare,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Talk Talk,
Sister Nancy,
Robert Hood,
David Axelrod,
The Raincoats,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Terry Callier,
The Sonics,
Godley & Creme,
Index,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Main Source,
Tres Demented,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Pretty Things,
Motorama,
John Lydon,
Soulsonic Force,
The Black Dice,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Glambeats Corp.,
the Human League,
Eddi Front,
Echospace,
Black Moon,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bobby Sherman,
Accadde A,
The Grass Roots,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
cv313,
Jacques Brel,
Eric Copeland,
The Evens,
MDC,
48th St. Collective,
Sparks,
The Buckinghams,
Television Personalities,
Joensuu 1685,
Glenn Branca,
Marvin Gaye,
The Fire Engines,
Yaz,
the Soft Cell,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.