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 Slovenia and from Delhi.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 oboe 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 Severed Heads to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Q65,
The Victims,
Kas Product,
Cal Tjader,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fifty Foot Hose,
New Order,
Organ,
Bobby Womack,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Mandrill,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Easy Going,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Howard Jones,
Bush Tetras,
Joe Finger,
Theoretical Girls,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Darondo,
K-Klass,
Bill Wells,
Oblivians,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Visage,
Barry Ungar,
The Angels of Light,
the Sonics,
the Bar-Kays,
The Smiths,
Deepchord,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kool Moe Dee,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mad Mike,
Talk Talk,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Martian,
10cc,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lakeside,
Delta 5,
Flipper,
Pagans,
Arab on Radar,
The Selecter,
Johnny Osbourne,
Pole,
Tim Buckley,
Kerri Chandler,
Kerrie Biddell,
Clear Light,
The Standells,
D'Angelo,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Marshall Jefferson,
Fad Gadget,
Popol Vuh,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.