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 Afghanistan and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 John Cale to the electroclash 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Byron Stingily tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
The Happenings,
the Normal,
Nick Fraelich,
Peter & Gordon,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ronnie Foster,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scrapy,
kango's stein massive,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Grass Roots,
ABC,
Danielle Patucci,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Searchers,
Graham Central Station,
Funkadelic,
Terrestrial Tones,
Pulsallama,
Buzzcocks,
The Walker Brothers,
Reuben Wilson,
Joyce Sims,
Jerry's Kids,
Thee Headcoats,
Boogie Down Productions,
Johnny Clarke,
The Fortunes,
Don Cherry,
Panda Bear,
Tres Demented,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Associates,
Grandmaster Flash,
Slave,
The New Christs,
Scion,
Black Moon,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Al Stewart,
DNA,
Joy Division,
Television Personalities,
UT,
Ultravox,
The Gun Club,
Letta Mbulu,
Malaria!,
Clear Light,
Barbara Tucker,
Neu!,
Barrington Levy,
Tears for Fears,
World's Most,
Sight & Sound,
Yellowson,
Bootsy Collins,
Lindisfarne,
June of 44,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.