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 Barbados and from Winnipeg.
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 Delhi and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the 808 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 Ten City to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Erasure,
Wasted Youth,
Urselle,
Crooked Eye,
Jerry's Kids,
Masters at Work,
Amazonics,
Deepchord,
Q and Not U,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Judy Mowatt,
The Five Americans,
Blancmange,
David Bowie,
Lakeside,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Faraquet,
The Count Five,
The Leaves,
Sarah Menescal,
Carl Craig,
Joyce Sims,
The Martian,
Glenn Branca,
Silicon Teens,
Kurtis Blow,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Model 500,
Easy Going,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Clear Light,
Ronnie Foster,
The Smoke,
The Music Machine,
LL Cool J,
Matthew Halsall,
Rotary Connection,
Sound Behaviour,
Pantaleimon,
JFA,
Bluetip,
Boz Scaggs,
Buzzcocks,
The Kinks,
Minnie Riperton,
Lalann,
Ultimate Spinach,
Qualms,
Dual Sessions,
June of 44,
Soul Sonic Force,
kango's stein massive,
Roger Hodgson,
Sun City Girls,
Al Stewart,
The Vogues,
X-101,
Public Image Ltd.,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.