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 Australia and from Edmonton.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ 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 Funkadelic to the punk 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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Green record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
Colin Newman,
Absolute Body Control,
Audionom,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Skriet,
Cybotron,
Yellowson,
cv313,
The Grass Roots,
Dawn Penn,
Judy Mowatt,
Erasure,
Arcadia,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Johnny Osbourne,
Flamin' Groovies,
Agent Orange,
Jerry's Kids,
Kerrie Biddell,
Infiniti,
China Crisis,
ABC,
The Human League,
Bang On A Can,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Royal Trux,
Aural Exciters,
The Searchers,
Soul II Soul,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Roger Hodgson,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ohio Players,
The New Christs,
Tears for Fears,
The Busters,
Barbara Tucker,
The Moody Blues,
Kevin Saunderson,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Faraquet,
the Association,
Rapeman,
Rites of Spring,
Rekid,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Robert Wyatt,
Eve St. Jones,
L. Decosne,
Sugar Minott,
The Real Kids,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Isaac Hayes,
Andrew Hill,
Dual Sessions,
Gang Starr,
Angry Samoans,
Chris Corsano,
Jeru the Damaja,
Prince Buster,
Soft Cell,
Aloha Tigers,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.