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 Tajikistan and from Tehran.
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 Bologna and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 John Lydon to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet 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 guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slits,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sound Behaviour,
The Sonics,
Altered Images,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Depeche Mode,
Wings,
Tim Buckley,
Slick Rick,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Trumans Water,
Au Pairs,
Johnny Osbourne,
Josef K,
Sight & Sound,
Nico,
The New Christs,
Darondo,
Lower 48,
Funky Four + One,
The Busters,
Gichy Dan,
Circle Jerks,
Bill Wells,
Erasure,
Sixth Finger,
Monolake,
Oblivians,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gerry Rafferty,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Mark Hollis,
Kas Product,
Absolute Body Control,
Wolf Eyes,
Public Image Ltd.,
Spoonie Gee,
Babytalk,
The Tremeloes,
Blossom Toes,
Sexual Harrassment,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Star Department,
CMW,
The Motions,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Stooges,
Vladislav Delay,
Crash Course in Science,
Kurtis Blow,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Yusef Lateef,
The Red Krayola,
Wire,
It's A Beautiful Day,
ABC,
Lakeside,
Sun City Girls,
The Misunderstood,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Donny Hathaway,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.