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 Lebanon and from Taipei.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All Strawberry Alarm Clock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Beau Brummels,
John Cale,
Rekid,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Dawn Penn,
JFA,
The Slackers,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Sonics,
Letta Mbulu,
Bush Tetras,
Marmalade,
Rosa Yemen,
Slave,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Howard Jones,
The Names,
Black Sheep,
Ronan,
Donald Byrd,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Depeche Mode,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Franke,
Talk Talk,
Bob Dylan,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Godley & Creme,
Johnny Clarke,
Derrick May,
Michelle Simonal,
Scratch Acid,
Sixth Finger,
Davy DMX,
The Golliwogs,
Jesper Dahlback,
Delta 5,
Minny Pops,
Minnie Riperton,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Mantronix,
Prince Buster,
a-ha,
The Buckinghams,
The Fugs,
London Community Gospel Choir,
China Crisis,
Echospace,
Flipper,
Ponytail,
Lindisfarne,
Circle Jerks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
H. Thieme,
Blake Baxter,
The Stooges,
Massinfluence,
Amazonics,
Q and Not U,
Laurel Aitken,
Lyres,
Easy Going,
Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell.
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.