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 Tanzania and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Connie Case to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Magazine. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every D'Angelo 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
Japan,
Bronski Beat,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Urselle,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Flipper,
Infiniti,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Eden Ahbez,
E-Dancer,
Harry Pussy,
The Durutti Column,
La Düsseldorf,
Soft Machine,
The Music Machine,
Howard Jones,
Laurel Aitken,
Alison Limerick,
Todd Rundgren,
Minnie Riperton,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Nico,
Supertramp,
Monolake,
Barrington Levy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Schoolly D,
Ultra Naté,
Yellowson,
Crispy Ambulance,
UT,
Essential Logic,
Alice Coltrane,
Pantytec,
Nirvana,
Crash Course in Science,
Mo-Dettes,
Fat Boys,
Marine Girls,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Fuzztones,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Busters,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Robert Görl,
10cc,
Negative Approach,
Gang Gang Dance,
Flamin' Groovies,
Hardrive,
The Monochrome Set,
Oblivians,
Delon & Dalcan,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Pretty Things,
The Zeros,
Susan Cadogan,
the Human League,
Intrusion,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jimmy McGriff,
Soulsonic Force,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.