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 Liechtenstein and from Seoul.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Mark Hollis to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agent Orange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cluster,
Hardrive,
Gang Gang Dance,
cv313,
The Fugs,
PIL,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rapeman,
Joey Negro,
Bush Tetras,
Beasts of Bourbon,
CMW,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Red Krayola,
Archie Shepp,
The Durutti Column,
Howard Jones,
Nik Kershaw,
John Holt,
ABBA,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Danielle Patucci,
Davy DMX,
Basic Channel,
Ponytail,
The Smoke,
Camberwell Now,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Hoover,
Jeff Lynne,
Stetsasonic,
The Flesh Eaters,
Young Marble Giants,
The Detroit Cobras,
Alphaville,
Chrome,
Josef K,
Q and Not U,
The Fall,
Surgeon,
Pulsallama,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Barclay James Harvest,
DJ Sneak,
Bobby Womack,
Neil Young,
The Smiths,
Iggy Pop,
The Searchers,
B.T. Express,
Dead Boys,
Nick Fraelich,
Grauzone,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Gladiators,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
U.S. Maple,
The Moleskins,
One Last Wish,
Nirvana,
The Gories,
Motorama,
the Normal, the Normal, the Normal, the Normal.
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.