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 Indonesia and from Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Hoover to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every China Crisis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Residents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rapeman,
Electric Prunes,
Mandrill,
Dawn Penn,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Judy Mowatt,
Rufus Thomas,
Kayak,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Vogues,
Jeff Mills,
The Skatalites,
One Last Wish,
Con Funk Shun,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ronnie Foster,
the Bar-Kays,
Althea and Donna,
Mo-Dettes,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pagans,
Essential Logic,
MC5,
E-Dancer,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Underground Resistance,
Crispy Ambulance,
Shuggie Otis,
Skarface,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scientists,
Derrick Morgan,
Laurel Aitken,
Chris & Cosey,
The Searchers,
UT,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Animal Collective,
EPMD,
Interpol,
Gong,
The Fall,
Warren Ellis,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Dark Day,
Skaos,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bauhaus,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Isaac Hayes,
Urselle,
Bad Manners,
The Stooges,
Symarip,
Massinfluence,
Soulsonic Force,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Cowsills,
DJ Style,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.