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 Grenada 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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Sao Paulo.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Tremeloes to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Lynne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
Q and Not U,
Fluxion,
Nirvana,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Chris & Cosey,
Ponytail,
Half Japanese,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
One Last Wish,
Scion,
La Düsseldorf,
John Cale,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Kinks,
This Heat,
Blossom Toes,
Anthony Braxton,
Darondo,
Bizarre Inc.,
These Immortal Souls,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Soul Sonic Force,
Smog,
The Star Department,
The Neon Judgement,
The Saints,
Radiohead,
Gang of Four,
Joy Division,
F. McDonald,
Rod Modell,
Charles Mingus,
Mantronix,
Excepter,
The Zeros,
Subhumans,
Susan Cadogan,
Agent Orange,
Bluetip,
Oblivians,
The Cowsills,
The Cure,
Joey Negro,
kango's stein massive,
Bush Tetras,
Crash Course in Science,
The J.B.'s,
Lungfish,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
X-101,
Organ,
Piero Umiliani,
The Searchers,
Crispy Ambulance,
Inner City,
cv313,
FM Einheit,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.