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 Kiribati and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Glasgow.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the guitar 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 Slave to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All Thompson Twins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
The Remains,
X-101,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Skarface,
Alton Ellis,
Prince Buster,
Sarah Menescal,
ABBA,
Organ,
Todd Terry,
The Techniques,
Nas,
Zero Boys,
Piero Umiliani,
The New Christs,
MDC,
The Invisible,
EPMD,
Lightning Bolt,
Joyce Sims,
Metal Thangz,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sugar Minott,
The Cramps,
The Electric Prunes,
The Barracudas,
Maleditus Sound,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
David McCallum,
Ice-T,
Fela Kuti,
The Black Dice,
Second Layer,
Silicon Teens,
Blancmange,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Tremeloes,
Pere Ubu,
Moss Icon,
Banda Bassotti,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Black Moon,
Stereo Dub,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ossler,
Lalann,
The Divine Comedy,
The Residents,
Rekid,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Pussy Galore,
Young Marble Giants,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Scott Walker,
Bizarre Inc.,
Roy Ayers,
Echospace,
Mad Mike,
Arthur Verocai,
Rufus Thomas,
Leonard Cohen,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.