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 Kenya and from Accra.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Henry Cow to the disco 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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Minutemen,
Television Personalities,
Organ,
Black Bananas,
Yazoo,
Ossler,
Girls At Our Best!,
Icehouse,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Michelle Simonal,
Soul Sonic Force,
This Heat,
Matthew Bourne,
Tubeway Army,
Roxy Music,
Essential Logic,
MDC,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Aloha Tigers,
Jandek,
Index,
La Düsseldorf,
Flash Fearless,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Vogues,
PIL,
Half Japanese,
Scientists,
Robert Görl,
Malaria!,
Jeff Lynne,
X-102,
Quantec,
Von Mondo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Au Pairs,
The Happenings,
Minny Pops,
Magma,
Chris & Cosey,
The Mummies,
The Walker Brothers,
Khruangbin,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Q and Not U,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Black Flag,
Parry Music,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Crime,
Los Fastidios,
Cecil Taylor,
Soft Machine,
Wire,
Echospace,
Suburban Knight,
Unrelated Segments,
Nico,
Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro.
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.