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 Croatia and from Tokyo.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Heaven 17 to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scratch Acid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sex Pistols,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Flash Fearless,
Aloha Tigers,
the Bar-Kays,
Yaz,
World's Most,
Dead Boys,
Amazonics,
Altered Images,
Minnie Riperton,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Index,
Panda Bear,
The Music Machine,
Chrome,
Michelle Simonal,
Leonard Cohen,
Gang of Four,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Archie Shepp,
Sam Rivers,
Mark Hollis,
The Fire Engines,
Byron Stingily,
Gastr Del Sol,
Marine Girls,
The Flesh Eaters,
New York Dolls,
The Motions,
Rekid,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
One Last Wish,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Symarip,
Moebius,
Urselle,
Pantytec,
The Fall,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Mojo Men,
Wings,
MDC,
Oneida,
Q65,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bluetip,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
June Days,
Matthew Halsall,
Trumans Water,
Adolescents,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Model 500,
Lindisfarne,
Jerry's Kids,
Radio Birdman,
Darondo, Darondo, Darondo, Darondo.
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.