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 Korea North and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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 Blues Magoos,
Boogie Down Productions,
Joe Smooth,
Bluetip,
Stiv Bators,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kas Product,
The Gories,
Tom Boy,
Jerry's Kids,
Amon Düül,
Bobby Byrd,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Suburban Knight,
Aswad,
Brothers Johnson,
Slave,
Talk Talk,
The Vogues,
Brass Construction,
The Divine Comedy,
Marmalade,
Underground Resistance,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Max Romeo,
Sun City Girls,
Camberwell Now,
Laurel Aitken,
Cal Tjader,
Whodini,
Stereo Dub,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Chrome,
K-Klass,
Mad Mike,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Symarip,
Toni Rubio,
Nick Fraelich,
Los Fastidios,
Thee Headcoats,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
June of 44,
Robert Görl,
Mark Hollis,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Darondo,
Patti Smith,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Subhumans,
Moby Grape,
X-101,
The Doors,
The Busters,
Gichy Dan,
Roger Hodgson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Maurizio,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Buckinghams,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.