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 Brunei and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 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 The Royal Family And The Poor to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All T.S.O.L. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Skarface,
Tommy Roe,
Pylon,
the Human League,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fatback Band,
Morten Harket,
Eric B and Rakim,
Excepter,
The Neon Judgement,
The Searchers,
The Fire Engines,
Quando Quango,
Niagra,
Au Pairs,
Tim Buckley,
Negative Approach,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Dead C,
Pere Ubu,
The Pop Group,
Pole,
Arcadia,
Ken Boothe,
ABBA,
The Cosmic Jokers,
La Düsseldorf,
Darondo,
Crime,
Ohio Players,
Japan,
The Buckinghams,
Soft Machine,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Harmonia,
Bronski Beat,
Barbara Tucker,
The Associates,
Eve St. Jones,
Yellowson,
Massinfluence,
Nick Fraelich,
Country Teasers,
The Doors,
Livin' Joy,
The Skatalites,
The Wake,
Technova,
Wasted Youth,
The Fugs,
Rhythm & Sound,
the Slits,
The Fortunes,
Eli Mardock,
Con Funk Shun,
Television Personalities,
The Evens,
Todd Terry,
Chris & Cosey,
David Bowie,
Roger Hodgson,
Judy Mowatt,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.