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 Cambodia and from Manila.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Vainqueur to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Susan Cadogan,
DJ Style,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Surgeon,
Second Layer,
Toni Rubio,
Pagans,
Stiv Bators,
Ludus,
The Birthday Party,
Fatback Band,
Sam Rivers,
Roxy Music,
Charles Mingus,
Dual Sessions,
Shuggie Otis,
Carl Craig,
Dead Boys,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Easy Going,
Kenny Larkin,
Ultravox,
Mr. Review,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Erykah Badu,
Soft Machine,
Ossler,
Archie Shepp,
Fad Gadget,
Black Pus,
Tim Buckley,
Ornette Coleman,
Todd Rundgren,
Q and Not U,
Lou Christie,
The Knickerbockers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Prince Buster,
Gang Gang Dance,
Soul II Soul,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Eden Ahbez,
Newcleus,
X-101,
Joensuu 1685,
Roy Ayers,
Soulsonic Force,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Duran Duran,
Pere Ubu,
The Seeds,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Iggy Pop,
The Smoke,
Excepter, Excepter, Excepter, Excepter.
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.