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 Tanzania and from Halifax.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
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 Lebanon Hanover 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 The Music Machine. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Traffic Nightmare 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Lydon,
the Germs,
Wings,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Janne Schatter,
Bobby Sherman,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Peter & Gordon,
Shuggie Otis,
Donald Byrd,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ultravox,
Lou Reed,
Scan 7,
Stereo Dub,
Aloha Tigers,
Index,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
the Bar-Kays,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jeff Mills,
David McCallum,
Pet Shop Boys,
Jerry's Kids,
Visage,
Monks,
Toni Rubio,
Inner City,
The Saints,
Rapeman,
Deakin,
Franke,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
48th St. Collective,
Roger Hodgson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Funkadelic,
Bobby Byrd,
Adolescents,
The Golliwogs,
Todd Terry,
Bush Tetras,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Agent Orange,
Brand Nubian,
Sugar Minott,
JFA,
Fatback Band,
Ice-T,
The Associates,
Eric B and Rakim,
Outsiders,
Rhythm & Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Walker Brothers,
Nirvana,
The Music Machine,
Cluster,
James Chance & The Contortions,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.