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 Vietnam and from Winnipeg.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Terry Callier to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Fat Boys. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Standells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
CMW,
Joey Negro,
Sugar Minott,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Eden Ahbez,
Ronan,
James Chance & The Contortions,
John Cale,
Pet Shop Boys,
Curtis Mayfield,
Scan 7,
Yaz,
Mo-Dettes,
Banda Bassotti,
JFA,
Man Eating Sloth,
Yusef Lateef,
Symarip,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Cluster,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Camberwell Now,
Hoover,
Radiopuhelimet,
Magma,
Jandek,
Prince Buster,
Anakelly,
John Foxx,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Junior Murvin,
Glenn Branca,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Au Pairs,
Mr. Review,
The Young Rascals,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Animal Collective,
Deadbeat,
Maurizio,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Japan,
The Wake,
ABC,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lakeside,
Harry Pussy,
Robert Hood,
Robert Görl,
Eurythmics,
The Remains,
Johnny Clarke,
The Blues Magoos,
Mad Mike,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Barry Ungar,
the Germs,
L. Decosne,
Gang Green,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.