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 Mali and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Steve Hackett to the rap 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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Niagra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Erasure,
Suburban Knight,
Cecil Taylor,
This Heat,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lindisfarne,
Visage,
Accadde A,
Unrelated Segments,
Newcleus,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Move,
Ultravox,
The Trojans,
Connie Case,
Freddie Wadling,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Black Dice,
Robert Görl,
Porter Ricks,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kenny Larkin,
Bobby Byrd,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Glenn Branca,
Spoonie Gee,
Massinfluence,
Moebius,
K-Klass,
The Offenders,
Archie Shepp,
Q65,
Piero Umiliani,
Maurizio,
Matthew Halsall,
Lower 48,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Idris Muhammad,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pharoah Sanders,
Todd Rundgren,
Angry Samoans,
Los Fastidios,
Intrusion,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Remains,
Scientists,
Vainqueur,
ABBA,
the Germs,
Anthony Braxton,
Half Japanese,
Organ,
David Axelrod,
One Last Wish,
Stetsasonic,
Scrapy,
Second Layer,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.