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 Jamaica and from Mexico City.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 John Holt to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Crash Course in Science. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Procol Harum,
The Red Krayola,
Suburban Knight,
Unwound,
Lungfish,
Fela Kuti,
Lyres,
Hot Snakes,
One Last Wish,
Lalo Schifrin,
Crispy Ambulance,
Second Layer,
The Shadows of Knight,
Jacob Miller,
The Associates,
Lightning Bolt,
the Normal,
The Flesh Eaters,
Talk Talk,
Negative Approach,
Derrick May,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Blackbyrds,
Jeff Lynne,
Robert Görl,
Gong,
Moby Grape,
Kaleidoscope,
Moebius,
Brass Construction,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Doors,
Lucky Dragons,
Half Japanese,
Absolute Body Control,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Eve St. Jones,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Stiv Bators,
Lindisfarne,
Wings,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Connie Case,
Pierre Henry,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Davy DMX,
Ohio Players,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Grandmaster Flash,
Franke,
Erykah Badu,
Erasure,
The Misunderstood,
Boz Scaggs,
Delon & Dalcan,
David McCallum,
The Beau Brummels,
Joy Division,
Bluetip,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.