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 Ivory Coast and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 rhodes 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 The Velvet Underground to the rock 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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan 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?
a-ha,
Lower 48,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bronski Beat,
the Normal,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Cramps,
Warren Ellis,
Sam Rivers,
Interpol,
David Bowie,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lungfish,
Mission of Burma,
Funky Four + One,
Newcleus,
Lou Christie,
Deadbeat,
Rod Modell,
Little Man,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pantytec,
Symarip,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
T. Rex,
Isaac Hayes,
Jawbox,
Johnny Osbourne,
Soft Machine,
Angry Samoans,
Ultravox,
Joensuu 1685,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Monochrome Set,
Bobby Hutcherson,
the Slits,
Boredoms,
Judy Mowatt,
Simply Red,
Tommy Roe,
Sandy B,
The Dave Clark Five,
Metal Thangz,
Minor Threat,
China Crisis,
Marmalade,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Mr. Review,
Archie Shepp,
The Fall,
Cheater Slicks,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Henry Cow,
The Human League,
The Electric Prunes,
Aswad,
Con Funk Shun,
Suicide,
The Black Dice,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.