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 Macedonia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Soft Cell to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tears for Fears record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Slits,
Don Cherry,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Beau Brummels,
Circle Jerks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sparks,
Surgeon,
Youth Brigade,
X-101,
Nils Olav,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Gap Band,
Reagan Youth,
Mr. Review,
Average White Band,
Y Pants,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Steve Hackett,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Yellowson,
The Slits,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
DJ Sneak,
Zapp,
Marc Almond,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Henry Cow,
Tears for Fears,
Monks,
Yazoo,
New Age Steppers,
Section 25,
Lightning Bolt,
Minor Threat,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Radiopuhelimet,
Roger Hodgson,
Outsiders,
Big Daddy Kane,
Crash Course in Science,
Brass Construction,
Anthony Braxton,
Idris Muhammad,
Nik Kershaw,
Eric Dolphy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Leonard Cohen,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Barracudas,
Skaos,
Lalo Schifrin,
Suburban Knight,
Blossom Toes,
Black Bananas,
Slave,
Grey Daturas,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.