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 Lebanon and from Beijing.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All Charles Mingus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Lungfish,
The Gories,
Sound Behaviour,
June of 44,
CMW,
Yazoo,
Public Image Ltd.,
LL Cool J,
Model 500,
Man Parrish,
Sarah Menescal,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Girls At Our Best!,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Blake Baxter,
the Normal,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Severed Heads,
The Standells,
Josef K,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Easy Going,
Hashim,
Icehouse,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lower 48,
Al Stewart,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ituana,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
La Düsseldorf,
Archie Shepp,
Popol Vuh,
The Litter,
Nirvana,
Von Mondo,
The Searchers,
Vladislav Delay,
Q65,
Cluster,
Camouflage,
Pere Ubu,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Todd Terry,
Soul II Soul,
Lakeside,
Tim Buckley,
Stetsasonic,
Roxy Music,
Vainqueur,
Minny Pops,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Barracudas,
Swell Maps,
Boz Scaggs,
Television,
Jesper Dahlback,
Faust,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Nas,
Wolf Eyes,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.