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 Hungary and from Lagos.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 guitar 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 Sister Nancy to the rock 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 Wake. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nik Kershaw,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Quantec,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Maleditus Sound,
Bluetip,
Procol Harum,
Babytalk,
The Standells,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dennis Brown,
Colin Newman,
The Grass Roots,
Robert Görl,
Harpers Bizarre,
T.S.O.L.,
Deakin,
Guru Guru,
Fat Boys,
The Beau Brummels,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pere Ubu,
Sparks,
Accadde A,
the Swans,
The New Christs,
Charles Mingus,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bush Tetras,
Lyres,
Graham Central Station,
The Music Machine,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Joensuu 1685,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Last Poets,
Essential Logic,
Todd Rundgren,
Rapeman,
Scan 7,
Nirvana,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Fortunes,
Lungfish,
Rakim,
Yaz,
Country Teasers,
Cal Tjader,
Vladislav Delay,
Henry Cow,
Terry Callier,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Newcleus,
X-Ray Spex,
a-ha,
The Searchers,
Black Bananas,
Q65,
Grauzone,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.