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 Lesotho and from Mumbai.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lagos.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Quantec to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barclay James Harvest,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Dave Clark Five,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Isaac Hayes,
Grey Daturas,
Gastr Del Sol,
Liliput,
Jerry's Kids,
The Beau Brummels,
Main Source,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Technova,
Todd Terry,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Human League,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Derrick Morgan,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Warren Ellis,
Roger Hodgson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Easy Going,
Organ,
Suburban Knight,
Eric Copeland,
The Toasters,
Delta 5,
Todd Rundgren,
The Standells,
Alphaville,
Radiohead,
Yusef Lateef,
Pierre Henry,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Smiths,
The Gap Band,
Von Mondo,
Throbbing Gristle,
Siglo XX,
Newcleus,
AZ,
Hot Snakes,
Delon & Dalcan,
KRS-One,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Amon Düül,
Severed Heads,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fat Boys,
Pylon,
The Victims,
Television Personalities,
X-101,
Bootsy Collins,
The Names,
Eric Dolphy,
Scott Walker,
MC5,
Lalann,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.