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 Russia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 Shanghai and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Holger Czukay 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 Warsaw to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Pierre Henry. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Move record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Newcleus,
U.S. Maple,
the Human League,
Moby Grape,
a-ha,
Leonard Cohen,
Sällskapet,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crooked Eye,
The Smiths,
Infiniti,
Moebius,
Ituana,
Wolf Eyes,
Excepter,
Funky Four + One,
Bill Near,
Second Layer,
The J.B.'s,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Mandrill,
Supertramp,
Alphaville,
Groovy Waters,
Ronan,
Oneida,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Joey Negro,
Dorothy Ashby,
Urselle,
Moss Icon,
John Cale,
Nils Olav,
Eyeless In Gaza,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Black Dice,
The Doors,
Duran Duran,
Von Mondo,
The Detroit Cobras,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Durutti Column,
JFA,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Isaac Hayes,
The Sound,
Scott Walker,
The Cure,
Gong,
Dennis Brown,
The Moody Blues,
Danielle Patucci,
Crispian St. Peters,
Can,
Drexciya,
Yusef Lateef,
Stereo Dub,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kayak,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.