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 Taiwan and from Copenhagen.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the guitar 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 Fatback Band to the jazz 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 The Sonics. All the underground hits.
All L. Decosne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glenn Branca record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Spandau Ballet,
Grandmaster Flash,
The American Breed,
Lyres,
The Dead C,
Young Marble Giants,
Subhumans,
Albert Ayler,
Guru Guru,
Robert Hood,
Aaron Thompson,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Golliwogs,
Tommy Roe,
Donald Byrd,
EPMD,
Skarface,
Cameo,
Josef K,
Dual Sessions,
Dorothy Ashby,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Andrew Hill,
Scott Walker,
Minutemen,
Schoolly D,
Rites of Spring,
Rotary Connection,
The Monochrome Set,
Nas,
Gregory Isaacs,
David Bowie,
Audionom,
Reuben Wilson,
The Sonics,
DNA,
Amon Düül,
The Victims,
Blake Baxter,
Blossom Toes,
10cc,
Barrington Levy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Michelle Simonal,
Television Personalities,
Wasted Youth,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bluetip,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Cure,
Boz Scaggs,
Unwound,
John Cale,
Theoretical Girls,
Maleditus Sound,
Rufus Thomas,
Susan Cadogan,
Fear,
Kenny Larkin,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.