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 El Salvador and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 Marvin Gaye to the rap 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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a These Immortal Souls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ice-T,
The Fuzztones,
Pierre Henry,
Eddi Front,
Section 25,
Matthew Halsall,
The Mojo Men,
Half Japanese,
Mo-Dettes,
Jeff Lynne,
Leonard Cohen,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Stooges,
The Monochrome Set,
Unrelated Segments,
The Skatalites,
Tears for Fears,
Japan,
Todd Terry,
Urselle,
Deadbeat,
Bauhaus,
Stetsasonic,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lyres,
Lebanon Hanover,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Remains,
Scrapy,
Tres Demented,
kango's stein massive,
Flipper,
Radio Birdman,
John Holt,
Spandau Ballet,
Maleditus Sound,
Con Funk Shun,
Warren Ellis,
Jandek,
Arcadia,
Crime,
Don Cherry,
Patti Smith,
Fad Gadget,
OOIOO,
The Doobie Brothers,
the Soft Cell,
Eric Copeland,
Gregory Isaacs,
Infiniti,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sällskapet,
Icehouse,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Vogues,
Heaven 17,
Erykah Badu,
Godley & Creme,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.