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 Azerbaijan and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Kayak to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All Gerry Rafferty tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Barracudas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Minutemen,
Index,
Sonic Youth,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Wasted Youth,
The Techniques,
Wally Richardson,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Pharoah Sanders,
Boredoms,
Nik Kershaw,
Darondo,
Sam Rivers,
Crooked Eye,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gregory Isaacs,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Velvet Underground,
Kurtis Blow,
Grey Daturas,
Livin' Joy,
MC5,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Birthday Party,
Siglo XX,
The Raincoats,
Bootsy Collins,
B.T. Express,
The Gories,
Suburban Knight,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Walker Brothers,
Arcadia,
Saccharine Trust,
Black Moon,
Aaron Thompson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Jawbox,
Sex Pistols,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Von Mondo,
DJ Sneak,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Aural Exciters,
Lalann,
Babytalk,
The Barracudas,
One Last Wish,
The Doobie Brothers,
Pylon,
Cheater Slicks,
The Durutti Column,
Crime,
Anthony Braxton,
Tres Demented,
Second Layer,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie.
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.