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 Austria and from Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Ronnie Foster to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Black Pus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pagans,
Visage,
Rotary Connection,
The Electric Prunes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Monks,
Oblivians,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Magma,
Stetsasonic,
One Last Wish,
Mary Jane Girls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Agitation Free,
cv313,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Skriet,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Scientists,
Lower 48,
Public Enemy,
Darondo,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Joe Smooth,
The Skatalites,
Second Layer,
Donald Byrd,
Suburban Knight,
Black Moon,
Neil Young,
The Selecter,
Zero Boys,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Martian,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Minutemen,
Subhumans,
Drive Like Jehu,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Tomorrow,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Section 25,
Icehouse,
Silicon Teens,
Electric Light Orchestra,
DNA,
Stereo Dub,
EPMD,
Stiv Bators,
Animal Collective,
Black Flag,
Gong,
Howard Jones,
New Order,
Cal Tjader,
Tubeway Army,
Ultravox,
The Names,
Con Funk Shun,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.