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 Pakistan and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 marimba 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 Lindisfarne to the dance 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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arcadia,
Supertramp,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Graham Central Station,
Easy Going,
Public Enemy,
Terrestrial Tones,
Minny Pops,
Sight & Sound,
Max Romeo,
Lungfish,
Grandmaster Flash,
Mo-Dettes,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Smiths,
Curtis Mayfield,
U.S. Maple,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sixth Finger,
Radio Birdman,
Skaos,
Morten Harket,
Inner City,
Delta 5,
Sound Behaviour,
X-Ray Spex,
Eve St. Jones,
Q and Not U,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Marmalade,
Al Stewart,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Hasil Adkins,
Todd Rundgren,
Magma,
Adolescents,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Roy Ayers,
Khruangbin,
The Moleskins,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ludus,
Iggy Pop,
Gang of Four,
Terry Callier,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Birthday Party,
The Fugs,
Infiniti,
H. Thieme,
Nik Kershaw,
Scott Walker,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Camberwell Now,
Chris & Cosey,
The Misunderstood,
Alphaville,
Massinfluence,
Echospace,
Index,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.