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 France and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the grime 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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
Steve Hackett,
Arthur Verocai,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Letta Mbulu,
The Standells,
H. Thieme,
Bang On A Can,
Wings,
June Days,
Piero Umiliani,
Amazonics,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Cowsills,
Qualms,
Main Source,
Chris & Cosey,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
10cc,
Swans,
Bobby Byrd,
Cal Tjader,
Suburban Knight,
Rotary Connection,
Shuggie Otis,
The Gladiators,
Dead Boys,
Lou Christie,
Grauzone,
The Shadows of Knight,
Leonard Cohen,
UT,
Gerry Rafferty,
Monks,
Colin Newman,
The Mojo Men,
the Germs,
Rufus Thomas,
Duran Duran,
Gichy Dan,
Lower 48,
Lee Hazlewood,
Blancmange,
the Sonics,
Black Moon,
John Coltrane,
Theoretical Girls,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Jeff Lynne,
Bill Near,
The Saints,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Oneida,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bill Wells,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jacques Brel,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Japan,
The Modern Lovers,
Average White Band,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.