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 Uganda and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Essential Logic to the electroclash 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 Wasted Youth. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agent Orange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quando Quango,
Fad Gadget,
Faraquet,
Magma,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Soulsonic Force,
JFA,
Michelle Simonal,
Aaron Thompson,
Cheater Slicks,
Angry Samoans,
Grey Daturas,
Scott Walker,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Mummies,
Leonard Cohen,
Brothers Johnson,
The Black Dice,
Altered Images,
FM Einheit,
James White and The Blacks,
Darondo,
Wasted Youth,
Joyce Sims,
The Count Five,
Todd Rundgren,
Hashim,
The Techniques,
Al Stewart,
Surgeon,
Parry Music,
Derrick May,
Minor Threat,
The New Christs,
Television,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Johnny Clarke,
The Zeros,
The Knickerbockers,
Liliput,
Symarip,
Absolute Body Control,
The Kinks,
Fluxion,
Barrington Levy,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Skaos,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Busters,
Q65,
Cluster,
Chrome,
The Birthday Party,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sonny Sharrock,
Babytalk,
E-Dancer,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lyres,
Arthur Verocai,
Soul II Soul,
The Neon Judgement,
Radiopuhelimet,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.