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 France and from Beijing.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the sitar 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 Television to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mo-Dettes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eric Dolphy,
Morten Harket,
Archie Shepp,
Fad Gadget,
Joey Negro,
The Knickerbockers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Blues Magoos,
The Tremeloes,
Amazonics,
Smog,
Bobby Womack,
Black Sheep,
Intrusion,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lalann,
The Happenings,
Sällskapet,
The Smoke,
Black Flag,
Lakeside,
Sonic Youth,
Rufus Thomas,
Black Moon,
The Index,
Q and Not U,
Con Funk Shun,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sound Behaviour,
The Zeros,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crooked Eye,
the Bar-Kays,
Massinfluence,
Lou Christie,
Grauzone,
Au Pairs,
Saccharine Trust,
Ornette Coleman,
Dave Gahan,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Mummies,
AZ,
Brick,
Pussy Galore,
Stetsasonic,
Radiopuhelimet,
Anthony Braxton,
Howard Jones,
The Birthday Party,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Divine Comedy,
Fatback Band,
New Order,
Matthew Halsall,
Prince Buster,
Arcadia,
Camouflage,
the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.
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.