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 Peru and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 mellotron 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Shoche,
New Order,
Lightning Bolt,
Neu!,
Althea and Donna,
Mo-Dettes,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Stooges,
The Birthday Party,
Erasure,
Chris & Cosey,
a-ha,
Yellowson,
Carl Craig,
Crime,
Sarah Menescal,
Parry Music,
The Knickerbockers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Terry Callier,
Sällskapet,
The Offenders,
Quando Quango,
Kaleidoscope,
Sandy B,
Eric Dolphy,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
One Last Wish,
Los Fastidios,
Kenny Larkin,
Crash Course in Science,
Prince Buster,
Brick,
Brass Construction,
The Pretty Things,
The Fall,
Bill Wells,
Arcadia,
Man Parrish,
Moebius,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Public Enemy,
DJ Sneak,
Babytalk,
Infiniti,
Jeff Lynne,
The Invisible,
Delta 5,
The Cure,
Amon Düül II,
Scan 7,
Saccharine Trust,
Arthur Verocai,
Skaos,
Reuben Wilson,
The Gories,
Y Pants,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.