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 Netherlands and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Jesus and Mary Chain to the punk 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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All The Royal Family And The Poor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James White and The Blacks 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Intrusion,
The Smiths,
Lower 48,
Erasure,
Arthur Verocai,
Dawn Penn,
Reuben Wilson,
Bobby Sherman,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Blues Magoos,
Amon Düül,
Gerry Rafferty,
The United States of America,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jeff Lynne,
Byron Stingily,
Japan,
Oneida,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Roger Hodgson,
Aural Exciters,
Joe Smooth,
The Happenings,
Mars,
Banda Bassotti,
Stetsasonic,
The J.B.'s,
The Evens,
10cc,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ronnie Foster,
Andrew Hill,
Can,
Whodini,
Donny Hathaway,
cv313,
Ossler,
DJ Sneak,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
DNA,
Babytalk,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Swell Maps,
Alice Coltrane,
Angry Samoans,
Shuggie Otis,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Standells,
Severed Heads,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Skaos,
Kas Product,
OOIOO,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bad Manners,
Black Flag,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lebanon Hanover,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.