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 Mumbai.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 James Chance & The Contortions to the electroclash 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 Hasil Adkins. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Roger Hodgson,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gang Green,
Ohio Players,
These Immortal Souls,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Radiopuhelimet,
Shoche,
Howard Jones,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lucky Dragons,
Amazonics,
Aaron Thompson,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Neil Young,
June Days,
Underground Resistance,
Franke,
LL Cool J,
Tim Buckley,
Funky Four + One,
The Flesh Eaters,
Crash Course in Science,
L. Decosne,
Yellowson,
Absolute Body Control,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jawbox,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Real Kids,
X-Ray Spex,
Roxy Music,
Slick Rick,
cv313,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
La Düsseldorf,
The Count Five,
Black Bananas,
Infiniti,
The Modern Lovers,
Country Teasers,
Bush Tetras,
Black Sheep,
Kerri Chandler,
Magma,
Fat Boys,
a-ha,
Subhumans,
Jimmy McGriff,
Blake Baxter,
Gang Starr,
Bobby Womack,
Stiv Bators,
Television Personalities,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Fortunes,
Soft Machine,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip.
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.