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 Comoros and from Manchester.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ 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 Liliput to the techno 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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All Nik Kershaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Sherman 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 marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
The Cowsills,
Depeche Mode,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bob Dylan,
The Doors,
Los Fastidios,
Pantytec,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Peter & Gordon,
Con Funk Shun,
Faraquet,
Cymande,
Maleditus Sound,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sarah Menescal,
Infiniti,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Derrick May,
Jeff Lynne,
Stereo Dub,
The Searchers,
Yazoo,
Fela Kuti,
Intrusion,
Deakin,
Nik Kershaw,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Althea and Donna,
The Trojans,
Gabor Szabo,
Eddi Front,
Graham Central Station,
48th St. Collective,
Robert Wyatt,
Man Parrish,
Audionom,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Quantec,
Das Ding,
Marine Girls,
The Busters,
Clear Light,
Sugar Minott,
The Motions,
Adolescents,
Avey Tare,
Pharoah Sanders,
Alice Coltrane,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Fugs,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rod Modell,
Underground Resistance,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Dual Sessions,
Eli Mardock,
Kayak,
Saccharine Trust,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.