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 Uruguay and from Copenhagen.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Parry Music to the dance 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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siouxsie and the Banshees record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kaleidoscope,
Colin Newman,
The Fall,
The Zeros,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Adolescents,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Nas,
Massinfluence,
Glambeats Corp.,
Das Ding,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Radiopuhelimet,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Theoretical Girls,
The Martian,
Bang On A Can,
UT,
Hasil Adkins,
The Move,
Reuben Wilson,
Stiv Bators,
Section 25,
Grauzone,
Bronski Beat,
Andrew Hill,
KRS-One,
Make Up,
kango's stein massive,
Quando Quango,
Godley & Creme,
Sixth Finger,
Avey Tare,
Masters at Work,
Gastr Del Sol,
The United States of America,
Cybotron,
David Bowie,
Scan 7,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
D'Angelo,
Yellowson,
Bobby Womack,
Young Marble Giants,
Junior Murvin,
Dark Day,
Delon & Dalcan,
Q and Not U,
Roy Ayers,
The Saints,
Schoolly D,
FM Einheit,
DJ Sneak,
Sun City Girls,
Yaz,
Byron Stingily,
a-ha,
Hashim,
Basic Channel,
Mission of Burma,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.