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 Iceland and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Glasgow.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Toni Rubio to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DNA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Hill,
Sound Behaviour,
Massinfluence,
Crispian St. Peters,
Hot Snakes,
Ultravox,
Al Stewart,
The Vogues,
Talk Talk,
The Electric Prunes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lightning Bolt,
Juan Atkins,
The Grass Roots,
Buzzcocks,
Judy Mowatt,
Angry Samoans,
Liliput,
Matthew Halsall,
Neil Young,
Lalo Schifrin,
Eurythmics,
Kayak,
Mandrill,
The Names,
Howard Jones,
Suburban Knight,
Zero Boys,
Godley & Creme,
Skaos,
Procol Harum,
Agitation Free,
Johnny Osbourne,
Urselle,
Traffic Nightmare,
Audionom,
Camouflage,
Silicon Teens,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Susan Cadogan,
MDC,
Moby Grape,
Babytalk,
Boz Scaggs,
John Holt,
Nik Kershaw,
The Zeros,
Spoonie Gee,
Q65,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Radio Birdman,
Moss Icon,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Public Image Ltd.,
Hoover,
Harmonia,
Arthur Verocai,
The Happenings,
Darondo, Darondo, Darondo, Darondo.
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.