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 Japan and from Sao Paulo.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Jakarta.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bill Near to the rock 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mission of Burma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
Hardrive,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Nas,
Eurythmics,
John Coltrane,
The American Breed,
E-Dancer,
In Retrospect,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sugar Minott,
The Smiths,
Lalann,
Warren Ellis,
Marine Girls,
The Busters,
Q and Not U,
Matthew Bourne,
Neil Young,
The Red Krayola,
The Real Kids,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Cowsills,
The Dave Clark Five,
cv313,
The Detroit Cobras,
Black Bananas,
The Skatalites,
Pylon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Index,
The Remains,
Lou Reed,
a-ha,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Mo-Dettes,
The Blues Magoos,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Grass Roots,
Black Sheep,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Tim Buckley,
the Slits,
the Sonics,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Wake,
Symarip,
The Pretty Things,
John Foxx,
Jandek,
Colin Newman,
Rakim,
Joy Division,
Soulsonic Force,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Easy Going,
Oneida,
Mandrill,
Banda Bassotti,
Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie.
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.