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 Lithuania and from Lille.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the snare 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 Scratch Acid to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Vladislav Delay,
the Fania All-Stars,
Minny Pops,
Bob Dylan,
The Monks,
Kaleidoscope,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mandrill,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kurtis Blow,
Mr. Review,
Pantaleimon,
Rhythm & Sound,
Michelle Simonal,
Skaos,
Dorothy Ashby,
Q65,
Ituana,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Toasters,
Marcia Griffiths,
Alton Ellis,
Q and Not U,
Carl Craig,
Rufus Thomas,
Hot Snakes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Cymande,
David Bowie,
Echospace,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Music Machine,
New Order,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joe Smooth,
Bush Tetras,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sister Nancy,
Warren Ellis,
Kayak,
Hoover,
Barrington Levy,
La Düsseldorf,
The Slackers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bill Wells,
X-Ray Spex,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rod Modell,
Alice Coltrane,
Bronski Beat,
Joe Finger,
Tubeway Army,
Jawbox,
Trumans Water,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
DJ Style,
Basic Channel,
Sällskapet,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.