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 Israel and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 mellotron 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 Soul II Soul to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke 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?
X-101,
Drive Like Jehu,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
David Axelrod,
Index,
The Smoke,
Cameo,
The Smiths,
Rhythm & Sound,
Masters at Work,
Nirvana,
The Fire Engines,
Sunsets and Hearts,
the Swans,
Agent Orange,
The Angels of Light,
Khruangbin,
Cecil Taylor,
Ten City,
Matthew Halsall,
Barclay James Harvest,
Basic Channel,
Charles Mingus,
Cybotron,
a-ha,
Robert Görl,
Minutemen,
Massinfluence,
Rosa Yemen,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Throbbing Gristle,
Scratch Acid,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Qualms,
The Gories,
The Martian,
The Dead C,
The Fortunes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Dennis Brown,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Aaron Thompson,
Fat Boys,
The Monochrome Set,
New York Dolls,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Human League,
Infiniti,
Nils Olav,
Mandrill,
A Certain Ratio,
Mary Jane Girls,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ponytail,
Mo-Dettes,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.