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 Philippines and from Woodstock.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Taipei.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 The Monochrome Set to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gil Scott Heron. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arcadia,
Zero Boys,
Swans,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Fugs,
Iggy Pop,
Throbbing Gristle,
Cluster,
Wasted Youth,
Neil Young,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Human League,
Josef K,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Black Flag,
MDC,
Echospace,
Moss Icon,
The Gun Club,
Gichy Dan,
Rites of Spring,
Gabor Szabo,
Bob Dylan,
Quantec,
Parry Music,
Jimmy McGriff,
DNA,
Jerry Gold Smith,
10cc,
The Count Five,
Wings,
Jandek,
Accadde A,
Barry Ungar,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Prince Buster,
Jesper Dahlback,
Amon Düül,
The Moleskins,
Charles Mingus,
the Swans,
Bronski Beat,
Trumans Water,
Flash Fearless,
Delta 5,
Duran Duran,
One Last Wish,
Qualms,
Ossler,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Eli Mardock,
The Real Kids,
Reagan Youth,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Mark Hollis,
Moby Grape,
Inner City,
Tommy Roe,
David McCallum,
The Associates,
Underground Resistance,
Dual Sessions,
Brothers Johnson,
Erasure,
Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy.
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.