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 France and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the sitar 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 Black Moon to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Procol Harum,
Sun Ra,
Eve St. Jones,
Patti Smith,
Bad Manners,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jimmy McGriff,
Technova,
Pet Shop Boys,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
James White and The Blacks,
Banda Bassotti,
X-Ray Spex,
Black Sheep,
Howard Jones,
Moebius,
Soft Machine,
Wolf Eyes,
The Slits,
The Blues Magoos,
Al Stewart,
Sun City Girls,
Shuggie Otis,
Delon & Dalcan,
Terry Callier,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Grass Roots,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Fall,
Marshall Jefferson,
Jacques Brel,
Colin Newman,
The Gories,
EPMD,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Quadrant,
Newcleus,
Drexciya,
Henry Cow,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Names,
Albert Ayler,
Cameo,
The Monochrome Set,
Isaac Hayes,
Theoretical Girls,
Nirvana,
Jerry's Kids,
Stockholm Monsters,
DNA,
Wasted Youth,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Stooges,
Bizarre Inc.,
Crime,
Goldenarms,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.