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 Gambia and from Copenhagen.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Wasted Youth to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Parry Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
Sister Nancy,
The Human League,
Terry Callier,
Delta 5,
Althea and Donna,
Cymande,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Cameo,
Unrelated Segments,
The Happenings,
The Beau Brummels,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Nils Olav,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Circle Jerks,
the Bar-Kays,
The Stooges,
Cabaret Voltaire,
a-ha,
Piero Umiliani,
Oneida,
John Lydon,
Drexciya,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Isaac Hayes,
Sun Ra,
Lalo Schifrin,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Godley & Creme,
The Wake,
Gong,
Davy DMX,
JFA,
Roy Ayers,
Cal Tjader,
Alton Ellis,
Minny Pops,
Sarah Menescal,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ralphi Rosario,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ten City,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kenny Larkin,
The Skatalites,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Eric B and Rakim,
Fad Gadget,
Kerrie Biddell,
OOIOO,
Kerri Chandler,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
DJ Style,
Kurtis Blow,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
T. Rex,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Nico,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.