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 Philippines and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Gerry Rafferty to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Prunes 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minny Pops record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
Fad Gadget,
Agitation Free,
The Stooges,
Wings,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sarah Menescal,
Crime,
Scan 7,
The Happenings,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lucky Dragons,
Byron Stingily,
Jeru the Damaja,
Judy Mowatt,
Godley & Creme,
Idris Muhammad,
Marc Almond,
Joensuu 1685,
Jandek,
The Red Krayola,
Groovy Waters,
The Modern Lovers,
Roxy Music,
Hoover,
Black Flag,
The Kinks,
Soul Sonic Force,
X-Ray Spex,
Josef K,
The Busters,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Mad Mike,
The Mummies,
Fear,
James White and The Blacks,
Isaac Hayes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Stetsasonic,
Todd Terry,
Kerri Chandler,
the Association,
Harry Pussy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
David Bowie,
Dark Day,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Cluster,
Icehouse,
Newcleus,
Warren Ellis,
Organ,
Mars,
The Residents,
Dave Gahan,
Audionom,
Procol Harum,
Young Marble Giants,
Scratch Acid,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bobbi Humphrey,
F. McDonald,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.