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 New Zealand and from Shanghai.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim to the electroclash 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Sound,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sun Ra,
The Fugs,
Brass Construction,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Soft Cell,
Kool Moe Dee,
Procol Harum,
Fat Boys,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Music Machine,
Kerrie Biddell,
Barclay James Harvest,
Graham Central Station,
Godley & Creme,
Kayak,
Fela Kuti,
Fatback Band,
Joyce Sims,
Hashim,
The Moody Blues,
kango's stein massive,
Hardrive,
Gang Green,
Country Teasers,
Jeff Lynne,
The Real Kids,
Magma,
Aswad,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pylon,
Dawn Penn,
Minny Pops,
Anthony Braxton,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bobby Womack,
Kaleidoscope,
Smog,
Donald Byrd,
Mars,
Girls At Our Best!,
Faust,
Urselle,
Section 25,
Minutemen,
The Mummies,
Rekid,
The Monochrome Set,
Roxy Music,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Susan Cadogan,
Negative Approach,
DNA,
DJ Sneak,
Camberwell Now,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Angels of Light,
Robert Görl,
Spoonie Gee,
Visage,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.