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 Iran and from London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Cluster 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 Jimmy McGriff. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Offenders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Suburban Knight,
The Barracudas,
Sam Rivers,
Kayak,
The Misunderstood,
Nils Olav,
Warsaw,
The Shadows of Knight,
Country Teasers,
Piero Umiliani,
The Gap Band,
Massinfluence,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Chrome,
Alphaville,
Robert Görl,
DNA,
Albert Ayler,
Johnny Clarke,
Cheater Slicks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
LL Cool J,
Soul Sonic Force,
Agitation Free,
Agent Orange,
Frankie Knuckles,
Don Cherry,
H. Thieme,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
Electric Prunes,
Young Marble Giants,
Maurizio,
The Happenings,
Derrick May,
the Fania All-Stars,
Roger Hodgson,
Groovy Waters,
Derrick Morgan,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kas Product,
John Coltrane,
Lalo Schifrin,
Basic Channel,
Stereo Dub,
Reagan Youth,
Thee Headcoats,
Quantec,
Bang On A Can,
Echospace,
Chris & Cosey,
Kaleidoscope,
Whodini,
Animal Collective,
Fluxion,
Gang of Four,
Barclay James Harvest,
Faust,
The J.B.'s,
Sugar Minott,
Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby.
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.