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 Sweden and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 B.T. Express 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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Livin' Joy 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 snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sällskapet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Pulsallama,
Danielle Patucci,
The Pop Group,
Absolute Body Control,
Eden Ahbez,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Steve Hackett,
The Slits,
Sandy B,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Tim Buckley,
Joe Finger,
Bang On A Can,
Deepchord,
Reuben Wilson,
Godley & Creme,
Derrick Morgan,
Jeff Lynne,
DJ Style,
Tomorrow,
Echospace,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Freddie Wadling,
The Angels of Light,
Babytalk,
Sonny Sharrock,
ABC,
Pere Ubu,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eli Mardock,
David McCallum,
June Days,
Faust,
Max Romeo,
Erasure,
Public Image Ltd.,
Hasil Adkins,
Soft Cell,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Andrew Hill,
Soulsonic Force,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bobby Sherman,
Arthur Verocai,
Matthew Bourne,
Theoretical Girls,
The Martian,
Zero Boys,
The Smoke,
Minutemen,
Brothers Johnson,
Big Daddy Kane,
Circle Jerks,
Clear Light,
Sonic Youth,
The Skatalites,
Marc Almond,
Easy Going,
The Doors,
Masters at Work,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.