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 Paraguay and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Livin' Joy to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Y Pants,
Janne Schatter,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Hoover,
Public Enemy,
Half Japanese,
Roy Ayers,
Sarah Menescal,
Fatback Band,
Rekid,
Juan Atkins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Girls At Our Best!,
Q65,
Siglo XX,
Letta Mbulu,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Kurtis Blow,
Second Layer,
Boz Scaggs,
Soul II Soul,
Peter & Gordon,
Lebanon Hanover,
John Lydon,
Brand Nubian,
Yusef Lateef,
Pierre Henry,
Lakeside,
Unrelated Segments,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Pere Ubu,
Gichy Dan,
Cecil Taylor,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Donny Hathaway,
The Gun Club,
The Leaves,
Wire,
Fugazi,
Bobby Womack,
The Fire Engines,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Audionom,
Aswad,
Rites of Spring,
Flash Fearless,
The Mojo Men,
Bizarre Inc.,
Wolf Eyes,
Deakin,
Henry Cow,
Gang Green,
Reuben Wilson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Standells,
Adolescents,
Joyce Sims,
Terry Callier,
Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell.
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.