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 Namibia and from Cairo.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Quadrant to the grunge 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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moody Blues,
Dennis Brown,
Scrapy,
Isaac Hayes,
Hoover,
Bizarre Inc.,
Flipper,
Bobby Byrd,
Roxy Music,
Excepter,
Lyres,
Alison Limerick,
Fluxion,
Grauzone,
Bronski Beat,
Rites of Spring,
Morten Harket,
The Mojo Men,
Fela Kuti,
The Stooges,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ralphi Rosario,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Anakelly,
Cecil Taylor,
Josef K,
The Smoke,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ice-T,
Crime,
R.M.O.,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Harry Pussy,
Jandek,
Echospace,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Livin' Joy,
B.T. Express,
X-101,
Darondo,
Can,
Scott Walker,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sällskapet,
Metal Thangz,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rod Modell,
Hasil Adkins,
Ludus,
Smog,
Q and Not U,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Susan Cadogan,
The Grass Roots,
Grandmaster Flash,
Fad Gadget,
Skriet,
David McCallum,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
ABC,
Stetsasonic,
Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum.
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.