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 St Kitts & Nevis 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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Hong Kong.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the rhodes 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 the Slits to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Dennis Brown,
Skaos,
Niagra,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Whodini,
Amon Düül,
The Seeds,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Throbbing Gristle,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Gap Band,
The Litter,
The Golliwogs,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ultravox,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Modern Lovers,
Unwound,
Sister Nancy,
Royal Trux,
Surgeon,
Interpol,
Lou Reed,
Fear,
Jandek,
Arab on Radar,
The Residents,
Judy Mowatt,
Thompson Twins,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bluetip,
Prince Buster,
Scratch Acid,
Tropical Tobacco,
Procol Harum,
Scion,
F. McDonald,
Malaria!,
Q65,
Panda Bear,
The Vogues,
The Electric Prunes,
The Leaves,
The Move,
Stetsasonic,
Gabor Szabo,
Lungfish,
Yellowson,
Tim Buckley,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Excepter,
Section 25,
Jerry's Kids,
PIL,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jeru the Damaja,
Parry Music,
The Trojans,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.