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 Saudi Arabia and from Manchester.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Lalo Schifrin to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Terror Squad Feat. Camron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yellowson,
Blossom Toes,
Sight & Sound,
Kurtis Blow,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lightning Bolt,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Blackbyrds,
The Busters,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Quando Quango,
Skarface,
The Stooges,
Black Pus,
Soft Machine,
Spandau Ballet,
Lou Reed,
Peter and Kerry,
Junior Murvin,
Maurizio,
Gang of Four,
Susan Cadogan,
Wire,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Adolescents,
Be Bop Deluxe,
T.S.O.L.,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Subhumans,
Bobby Sherman,
Ralphi Rosario,
Country Joe & The Fish,
T. Rex,
One Last Wish,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Aswad,
Cameo,
Minor Threat,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Radiopuhelimet,
Fear,
Sound Behaviour,
Piero Umiliani,
Gang Gang Dance,
Niagra,
Tim Buckley,
Television Personalities,
Joy Division,
Audionom,
Spoonie Gee,
Robert Wyatt,
Ronan,
Agitation Free,
Hot Snakes,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Victims,
Lalann, Lalann, Lalann, Lalann.
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.