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 Barbados and from Houston.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Radiopuhelimet to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Neon Judgement. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
8 Eyed Spy,
Loose Ends,
The Wake,
Radiohead,
La Düsseldorf,
F. McDonald,
Eric Dolphy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bronski Beat,
cv313,
Ohio Players,
Gong,
Junior Murvin,
Television,
Mary Jane Girls,
Skaos,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Tremeloes,
The J.B.'s,
Joyce Sims,
Gang Green,
Pantytec,
Boz Scaggs,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Robert Hood,
The Remains,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pantaleimon,
Lakeside,
China Crisis,
Dawn Penn,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
MC5,
Infiniti,
The Velvet Underground,
Saccharine Trust,
Mark Hollis,
Crispy Ambulance,
Gang of Four,
Banda Bassotti,
Leonard Cohen,
Barry Ungar,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Cure,
Skriet,
The Kinks,
DJ Sneak,
LL Cool J,
Country Teasers,
Scrapy,
Black Sheep,
Ultravox,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Stereo Dub,
The Victims,
Matthew Halsall,
The American Breed,
Delta 5,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Flash Fearless,
Shuggie Otis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.