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 Poland and from Copenhagen.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 rhodes 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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gun Club,
Reuben Wilson,
Faraquet,
Cecil Taylor,
Connie Case,
The Barracudas,
Lee Hazlewood,
Stiv Bators,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sexual Harrassment,
Slick Rick,
X-101,
Bauhaus,
U.S. Maple,
Infiniti,
John Foxx,
Camouflage,
Fluxion,
Rakim,
Tomorrow,
Stetsasonic,
The Beau Brummels,
Mandrill,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Pantytec,
Swell Maps,
Tom Boy,
Scan 7,
Shoche,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Modern Lovers,
Unwound,
Television Personalities,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Joey Negro,
Black Bananas,
Easy Going,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Zero Boys,
UT,
Gichy Dan,
The Happenings,
The Dave Clark Five,
David Bowie,
Gastr Del Sol,
Flipper,
Quantec,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Carl Craig,
Ultimate Spinach,
D'Angelo,
JFA,
Avey Tare,
Hot Snakes,
Theoretical Girls,
Soulsonic Force,
Erykah Badu,
Donny Hathaway,
Sparks,
Amon Düül,
Los Fastidios,
The Cowsills,
The Fortunes,
Neu!,
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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.