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 Kiribati and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lagos.
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 theremin 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 Organ to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 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 synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Standells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Scott Walker,
Yellowson,
Tropical Tobacco,
Fad Gadget,
Circle Jerks,
Aswad,
Mary Jane Girls,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sandy B,
Simply Red,
Zero Boys,
Gregory Isaacs,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Depeche Mode,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Porter Ricks,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Five Americans,
Kerrie Biddell,
Stiv Bators,
The Skatalites,
cv313,
Cluster,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Camberwell Now,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gastr Del Sol,
Von Mondo,
Neil Young,
Marmalade,
Soul II Soul,
Faust,
Iggy Pop,
Brass Construction,
Hot Snakes,
Pantaleimon,
Duran Duran,
The Associates,
Godley & Creme,
MDC,
Tim Buckley,
PIL,
the Association,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
Leonard Cohen,
LL Cool J,
Vainqueur,
Mantronix,
Hardrive,
Loose Ends,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Scrapy,
Moby Grape,
Pagans,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kurtis Blow,
The Dead C,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Black Bananas,
The Cure, The Cure, The Cure, The Cure.
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.