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 Lebanon and from Stockholm.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Modern Lovers to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
The Misunderstood,
L. Decosne,
The Durutti Column,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lakeside,
Supertramp,
Bauhaus,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Donald Byrd,
Minor Threat,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Arab on Radar,
DJ Sneak,
Godley & Creme,
Average White Band,
The J.B.'s,
Crooked Eye,
Tim Buckley,
Bronski Beat,
Eric Dolphy,
Con Funk Shun,
Terry Callier,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Warren Ellis,
Deadbeat,
Matthew Halsall,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Fugazi,
Sonic Youth,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Last Poets,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Angels of Light,
Pet Shop Boys,
Hardrive,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Mark Hollis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Robert Hood,
Chris Corsano,
Slave,
Cameo,
Pole,
The Wake,
Bootsy Collins,
X-Ray Spex,
H. Thieme,
T. Rex,
Interpol,
Depeche Mode,
Joensuu 1685,
One Last Wish,
Don Cherry,
Au Pairs,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eve St. Jones,
R.M.O.,
Derrick May,
Roxy Music,
Moebius,
The Raincoats,
Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes.
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.