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 Panama and from Houston.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Flash Fearless to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
OOIOO,
The Stooges,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Godley & Creme,
John Cale,
Crash Course in Science,
The Count Five,
Harmonia,
Black Pus,
The Durutti Column,
Pantytec,
Niagra,
Masters at Work,
This Heat,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Music Machine,
World's Most,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Cure,
T.S.O.L.,
Robert Görl,
Ultravox,
Robert Hood,
Avey Tare,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sarah Menescal,
Gichy Dan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Moss Icon,
Pylon,
Dark Day,
Sonny Sharrock,
B.T. Express,
Fear,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lucky Dragons,
Motorama,
The Shadows of Knight,
Livin' Joy,
Letta Mbulu,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Throbbing Gristle,
Cheater Slicks,
Nils Olav,
Zero Boys,
Terrestrial Tones,
New York Dolls,
Max Romeo,
Yellowson,
Piero Umiliani,
Popol Vuh,
Faraquet,
Ralphi Rosario,
Soft Cell,
Albert Ayler,
Bronski Beat,
Funky Four + One,
Buzzcocks,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.