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 Cuba and from Taipei.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Nico to the techno 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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Japan,
B.T. Express,
Sound Behaviour,
Derrick May,
John Lydon,
Isaac Hayes,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Tim Buckley,
Von Mondo,
Steve Hackett,
Fugazi,
Black Sheep,
Ponytail,
The Skatalites,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lucky Dragons,
the Normal,
Bobby Sherman,
Stetsasonic,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Iggy Pop,
AZ,
Alice Coltrane,
Minutemen,
Tom Boy,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Leaves,
Television Personalities,
Easy Going,
Hot Snakes,
A Certain Ratio,
Wally Richardson,
Newcleus,
Todd Terry,
The United States of America,
Aural Exciters,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gang Starr,
The Move,
Magma,
Scion,
Cybotron,
Joyce Sims,
The Fuzztones,
Wolf Eyes,
Cluster,
Bauhaus,
Banda Bassotti,
Loose Ends,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The American Breed,
F. McDonald,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Nils Olav,
Aloha Tigers,
Unwound,
Radiohead,
The Names,
Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel.
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.