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 Denmark and from Lyon.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 spring reverb 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme 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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All David Bowie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hoover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Blancmange,
UT,
Sonic Youth,
Groovy Waters,
Rod Modell,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gong,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Iggy Pop,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Alison Limerick,
Lungfish,
Archie Shepp,
The Cure,
Ultravox,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Mo-Dettes,
MDC,
Roger Hodgson,
The Human League,
Dave Gahan,
Ice-T,
Altered Images,
Model 500,
Cheater Slicks,
The Birthday Party,
Ponytail,
Fad Gadget,
T. Rex,
The Saints,
Erasure,
Tears for Fears,
Scrapy,
Althea and Donna,
Cal Tjader,
Ten City,
Al Stewart,
Johnny Clarke,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Neon Judgement,
Rotary Connection,
T.S.O.L.,
Stereo Dub,
the Normal,
Moebius,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camberwell Now,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Babytalk,
The Kinks,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
ABBA,
Barrington Levy,
Popol Vuh,
The J.B.'s,
Yellowson,
Masters at Work,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
DJ Style,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.