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 Cyprus and from Tokyo.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Visage to the punk 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Ituana,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bad Manners,
Absolute Body Control,
Sonny Sharrock,
T.S.O.L.,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Zeros,
Brand Nubian,
Second Layer,
Kerrie Biddell,
Blancmange,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Crooked Eye,
OOIOO,
Kayak,
The Mummies,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Residents,
A Certain Ratio,
Marine Girls,
Gang Green,
Man Parrish,
Bush Tetras,
Gabor Szabo,
Deepchord,
Delta 5,
Iggy Pop,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Black Flag,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Seeds,
Minutemen,
Malaria!,
Mary Jane Girls,
Severed Heads,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ossler,
Moebius,
The Knickerbockers,
Khruangbin,
Gang of Four,
Pole,
Rufus Thomas,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lyres,
Jerry's Kids,
Moss Icon,
Popol Vuh,
Essential Logic,
UT,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Divine Comedy,
Tubeway Army,
Outsiders,
Byron Stingily,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.