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 Liberia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Lucky Dragons to the techno 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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott Heron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alice Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
MC5,
Joe Smooth,
The Kinks,
Wally Richardson,
Aloha Tigers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Robert Hood,
Gichy Dan,
Pulsallama,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Radio Birdman,
Boredoms,
Rufus Thomas,
Barclay James Harvest,
Circle Jerks,
E-Dancer,
The Slits,
The Monochrome Set,
Susan Cadogan,
The Doors,
Grey Daturas,
Wire,
Don Cherry,
The Mummies,
The Pretty Things,
Black Flag,
Mo-Dettes,
The Divine Comedy,
LL Cool J,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kayak,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Invisible,
Toni Rubio,
Skarface,
Fatback Band,
The Trojans,
Crooked Eye,
The United States of America,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kerrie Biddell,
Panda Bear,
Lalann,
Organ,
UT,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Warren Ellis,
Public Enemy,
T. Rex,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Mission of Burma,
the Normal,
Jerry's Kids,
Davy DMX,
Liliput,
Wasted Youth,
Blancmange,
The Busters,
The Monks,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.