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 Malta and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 oboe 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 Jandek to the crunk 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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Wally Richardson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
Aural Exciters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Visage,
Roger Hodgson,
Aaron Thompson,
Sight & Sound,
Black Sheep,
The Vogues,
June Days,
Joensuu 1685,
H. Thieme,
Fugazi,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Deadbeat,
James White and The Blacks,
The Seeds,
Letta Mbulu,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Roxette,
Easy Going,
Sixth Finger,
The Divine Comedy,
Cal Tjader,
Eric Copeland,
Yellowson,
Reagan Youth,
The Sound,
Jerry's Kids,
Traffic Nightmare,
Niagra,
Dawn Penn,
Bobby Sherman,
The American Breed,
The Fuzztones,
Bang On A Can,
Al Stewart,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Suicide,
Glambeats Corp.,
Skarface,
One Last Wish,
The Raincoats,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Matthew Bourne,
48th St. Collective,
Dorothy Ashby,
Zero Boys,
Simply Red,
Big Daddy Kane,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Red Krayola,
Rosa Yemen,
Pantytec,
Inner City,
Suburban Knight,
Ralphi Rosario,
Faraquet,
The Happenings,
Warren Ellis,
The Golliwogs,
Ice-T,
Magma,
Eric Dolphy,
Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms.
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.