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 Thailand and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Japan to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Red Krayola record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
Joe Smooth,
Maleditus Sound,
Minny Pops,
Mars,
Brass Construction,
Amazonics,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jeff Lynne,
Peter and Kerry,
Lalann,
Scan 7,
Derrick May,
Monolake,
Judy Mowatt,
Radiohead,
Camberwell Now,
Mark Hollis,
Marvin Gaye,
Bluetip,
The Knickerbockers,
The Standells,
Sun Ra,
Cal Tjader,
Cecil Taylor,
cv313,
Thee Headcoats,
Qualms,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Oblivians,
Ornette Coleman,
Jacques Brel,
Funkadelic,
The Kinks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Aloha Tigers,
The Velvet Underground,
Aswad,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Porter Ricks,
Soul II Soul,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Royal Trux,
Wire,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
June of 44,
The Black Dice,
Jerry's Kids,
Index,
Metal Thangz,
Crash Course in Science,
The Five Americans,
Second Layer,
Derrick Morgan,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Evens,
Grauzone,
X-Ray Spex,
Bang On A Can,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.