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 South Africa and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lagos.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the oboe 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 Pharoah Sanders to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
Stetsasonic,
B.T. Express,
Lower 48,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Victims,
Lee Hazlewood,
David Axelrod,
The Dirtbombs,
The Vogues,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rapeman,
Television,
Camberwell Now,
FM Einheit,
Jesper Dahlback,
Trumans Water,
Pussy Galore,
Joey Negro,
Flipper,
Grauzone,
Curtis Mayfield,
Depeche Mode,
Surgeon,
The Blues Magoos,
Slick Rick,
Scrapy,
Junior Murvin,
Outsiders,
Fad Gadget,
Average White Band,
Alison Limerick,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Fortunes,
Dark Day,
Deepchord,
The Durutti Column,
Marmalade,
Jandek,
Blancmange,
Warsaw,
Ronan,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Neon Judgement,
Sonny Sharrock,
Black Flag,
Ponytail,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Alarm Clocks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gastr Del Sol,
Swell Maps,
Lightning Bolt,
Anakelly,
The Cure,
Colin Newman,
Barrington Levy,
Eli Mardock,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.