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 Afghanistan and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Yellowson to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Blancmange. All the underground hits.
All Siouxsie and the Banshees tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cluster,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Eli Mardock,
One Last Wish,
Aswad,
Icehouse,
Zapp,
48th St. Collective,
Mad Mike,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jesper Dahlback,
John Foxx,
Gang of Four,
Pulsallama,
8 Eyed Spy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Real Kids,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Matthew Bourne,
Reuben Wilson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eurythmics,
Sonic Youth,
Smog,
Joyce Sims,
Los Fastidios,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kenny Larkin,
Alphaville,
Bob Dylan,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Fortunes,
Outsiders,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Walker Brothers,
Cal Tjader,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Easy Going,
The Count Five,
Con Funk Shun,
Connie Case,
Can,
the Swans,
Lightning Bolt,
Nick Fraelich,
Mr. Review,
The Kinks,
Lyres,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Cowsills,
Mission of Burma,
Japan,
Todd Rundgren,
MC5,
Erykah Badu,
The Dead C,
Neil Young,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gang Starr,
The Index,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.
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.