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 Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Monks to the rock 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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood 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 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 Banda Bassotti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
Lindisfarne,
John Coltrane,
Faust,
Minny Pops,
the Soft Cell,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
Cymande,
The Toasters,
Ten City,
Warren Ellis,
Organ,
Maleditus Sound,
Nation of Ulysses,
Youth Brigade,
Bill Wells,
Groovy Waters,
Blancmange,
Make Up,
Duran Duran,
The Modern Lovers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ituana,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Joy Division,
Drexciya,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Das Ding,
Gang Green,
Hasil Adkins,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Roger Hodgson,
Theoretical Girls,
Bluetip,
the Slits,
The Blackbyrds,
Tears for Fears,
Vladislav Delay,
The Dead C,
Al Stewart,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Happenings,
Lucky Dragons,
David Bowie,
Neil Young,
The Vogues,
Deepchord,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Roxette,
The Young Rascals,
One Last Wish,
Dennis Brown,
Brass Construction,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kurtis Blow,
Outsiders,
Agitation Free,
Lalo Schifrin,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.