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 Micronesia and from Tokyo.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Taipei.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 10cc to the funk 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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Steve Hackett,
Leonard Cohen,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
In Retrospect,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bobby Byrd,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Brand Nubian,
Chrome,
ABBA,
Bill Wells,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scratch Acid,
The Birthday Party,
Scott Walker,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Nirvana,
Agent Orange,
Q and Not U,
Soulsonic Force,
Radiohead,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Glenn Branca,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Swans,
Joe Finger,
CMW,
Derrick May,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Roger Hodgson,
Suburban Knight,
Sarah Menescal,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Warsaw,
Jerry Gold Smith,
John Cale,
Harpers Bizarre,
Morten Harket,
Negative Approach,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Echospace,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The United States of America,
John Foxx,
Robert Wyatt,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Absolute Body Control,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Wake,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Yellowson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Funkadelic,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Saints,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.