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 Zimbabwe and from Halifax.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Harry Pussy. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cheater Slicks 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
Excepter,
Mad Mike,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
David McCallum,
The Durutti Column,
CMW,
Yusef Lateef,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Moss Icon,
The Saints,
Con Funk Shun,
Maleditus Sound,
Minnie Riperton,
Matthew Bourne,
Joy Division,
Marc Almond,
Zapp,
Sister Nancy,
The Searchers,
The Offenders,
The Trojans,
Japan,
Throbbing Gristle,
Fluxion,
Mark Hollis,
Public Image Ltd.,
Slave,
Angry Samoans,
Sparks,
Black Bananas,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ice-T,
Tubeway Army,
The Moleskins,
Sarah Menescal,
Lindisfarne,
Darondo,
Vainqueur,
Panda Bear,
Blake Baxter,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Real Kids,
Patti Smith,
Soft Cell,
Sight & Sound,
Banda Bassotti,
Marvin Gaye,
Warren Ellis,
H. Thieme,
Kayak,
Camberwell Now,
Aural Exciters,
Moby Grape,
kango's stein massive,
X-102,
Desert Stars,
Half Japanese,
Liliput,
Robert Görl,
Lakeside,
Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.
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.