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 Paraguay and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 The Smoke to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Unwound. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Cecil Taylor,
Talk Talk,
Grauzone,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Peter and Kerry,
Spandau Ballet,
Black Bananas,
Marshall Jefferson,
Mark Hollis,
Ronan,
Glenn Branca,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Tremeloes,
Babytalk,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Rosa Yemen,
This Heat,
Index,
Technova,
Dennis Brown,
Scientists,
New Age Steppers,
Chrome,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Symarip,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Pantaleimon,
The Mummies,
The Neon Judgement,
The Blackbyrds,
Arcadia,
Prince Buster,
Colin Newman,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Intrusion,
Rotary Connection,
Byron Stingily,
Organ,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Swell Maps,
Joey Negro,
Mary Jane Girls,
Patti Smith,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Duran Duran,
D'Angelo,
Lindisfarne,
Moss Icon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jesper Dahlback,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Skaos,
Warren Ellis,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.
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.