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 Suriname and from Philadelphia.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Wake to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tears for Fears,
Arcadia,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Half Japanese,
Tim Buckley,
Sound Behaviour,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Nick Fraelich,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pere Ubu,
The Neon Judgement,
The Litter,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
John Foxx,
Circle Jerks,
Donald Byrd,
PIL,
Funky Four + One,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
China Crisis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Standells,
Bobby Byrd,
Terrestrial Tones,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Knickerbockers,
The Misunderstood,
Judy Mowatt,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bauhaus,
48th St. Collective,
Rotary Connection,
Young Marble Giants,
Amazonics,
Cameo,
Sister Nancy,
The Gladiators,
The Fugs,
Slave,
Ken Boothe,
Sex Pistols,
Television Personalities,
Saccharine Trust,
Charles Mingus,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
June of 44,
Swell Maps,
Q and Not U,
Pantaleimon,
Roxy Music,
The Real Kids,
Rapeman,
Magma,
Lou Christie,
The Sonics,
Gang Green,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Blancmange,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft.
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.