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 Solomon Islands and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 David Bowie 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 Blake Baxter to the punk 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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Absolute Body Control 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nik Kershaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
The Beau Brummels,
Peter & Gordon,
Khruangbin,
Erasure,
Sun Ra,
The Black Dice,
Eric Dolphy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Yazoo,
Sister Nancy,
Deadbeat,
the Normal,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nico,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Delon & Dalcan,
Blake Baxter,
Crispy Ambulance,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joy Division,
Scott Walker,
The Fugs,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Durutti Column,
Outsiders,
Bootsy Collins,
the Human League,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Sound,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Cal Tjader,
Anakelly,
Crash Course in Science,
Icehouse,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sam Rivers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Marc Almond,
The Gories,
DJ Style,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ten City,
Bobby Sherman,
The Cure,
The Tremeloes,
Easy Going,
Iggy Pop,
Fad Gadget,
Talk Talk,
Wasted Youth,
Matthew Bourne,
The New Christs,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Terrestrial Tones,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tom Boy,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.