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 Azerbaijan and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Doobie Brothers to the punk 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 Arab on Radar. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spandau Ballet,
Drive Like Jehu,
La Düsseldorf,
The Durutti Column,
The Sonics,
Oblivians,
Don Cherry,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bill Near,
The Moody Blues,
New Order,
Iggy Pop,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Agitation Free,
Roxy Music,
Todd Terry,
Ponytail,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
MDC,
Basic Channel,
Groovy Waters,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
L. Decosne,
The Trojans,
Eden Ahbez,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pantytec,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Neon Judgement,
Rod Modell,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mantronix,
Avey Tare,
Josef K,
X-Ray Spex,
a-ha,
Rotary Connection,
Idris Muhammad,
The Zeros,
Pulsallama,
Brass Construction,
Gastr Del Sol,
Robert Wyatt,
Tommy Roe,
Popol Vuh,
Accadde A,
Second Layer,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Inner City,
Nico,
The J.B.'s,
Grandmaster Flash,
Harry Pussy,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Aaron Thompson,
Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.
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.