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 Guinea-Bissau and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Lakeside to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
Mad Mike,
Barbara Tucker,
Bad Manners,
The Beau Brummels,
E-Dancer,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Soft Machine,
The Tremeloes,
Peter and Kerry,
Althea and Donna,
Faust,
Crispy Ambulance,
Zero Boys,
Moebius,
Deakin,
Marine Girls,
Kenny Larkin,
Derrick Morgan,
Von Mondo,
Thee Headcoats,
Kerrie Biddell,
the Germs,
The Martian,
Yaz,
Whodini,
Smog,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gang of Four,
Ultra Naté,
Black Bananas,
Moby Grape,
10cc,
Joey Negro,
AZ,
Loose Ends,
Danielle Patucci,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Invisible,
Tom Boy,
The J.B.'s,
DJ Style,
La Düsseldorf,
Mo-Dettes,
Lou Christie,
Soul II Soul,
Magma,
Bill Wells,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Toasters,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Derrick May,
Kerri Chandler,
Howard Jones,
Tres Demented,
Robert Hood,
Flash Fearless,
Ten City,
Skaos,
The Black Dice,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.