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 Chile and from Cairo.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Manchester.
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 David Bowie 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 Fugazi to the electroclash 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 The Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Inner City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Ultimate Spinach,
Reagan Youth,
Lakeside,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Zero Boys,
The Fortunes,
Althea and Donna,
Eve St. Jones,
Tomorrow,
Judy Mowatt,
Lightning Bolt,
Ten City,
Swell Maps,
A Certain Ratio,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Music Machine,
cv313,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Smoke,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Adolescents,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bootsy Collins,
Boz Scaggs,
Flipper,
Wolf Eyes,
Moby Grape,
Marcia Griffiths,
Rosa Yemen,
The Count Five,
Sun Ra,
In Retrospect,
Letta Mbulu,
Cameo,
The Doors,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Jeff Mills,
Sixth Finger,
The Cramps,
Neu!,
The Shadows of Knight,
Black Sheep,
Radio Birdman,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Delon & Dalcan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Leaves,
Spandau Ballet,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Mission of Burma,
Oneida,
Q and Not U,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Harry Pussy,
Surgeon,
Marvin Gaye,
Darondo,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.