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 Tajikistan and from New York.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Bauhaus to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a R.M.O. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
Shuggie Otis,
Tom Boy,
Jeff Lynne,
Sun Ra,
Ornette Coleman,
Skaos,
Dark Day,
Saccharine Trust,
Yaz,
Suicide,
Judy Mowatt,
The Fire Engines,
The Five Americans,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Mojo Men,
E-Dancer,
Sällskapet,
Curtis Mayfield,
Technova,
Mad Mike,
Con Funk Shun,
Intrusion,
UT,
David Bowie,
Japan,
Johnny Osbourne,
Michelle Simonal,
Rotary Connection,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Skarface,
Audionom,
Charles Mingus,
Mission of Burma,
Amon Düül,
The Pop Group,
Dawn Penn,
Gerry Rafferty,
Magma,
EPMD,
the Association,
Jeff Mills,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Count Five,
Second Layer,
Derrick Morgan,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Morten Harket,
Hoover,
Livin' Joy,
Peter & Gordon,
In Retrospect,
Zapp,
The Neon Judgement,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gong,
The Toasters,
Slick Rick,
The Offenders,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Los Fastidios,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.