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 Mauritius and from London.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Young Rascals to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All Byron Stingily tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Peter and Kerry,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
New Age Steppers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Royal Trux,
Kayak,
Robert Wyatt,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Young Marble Giants,
Sixth Finger,
Schoolly D,
Arcadia,
The J.B.'s,
Colin Newman,
Cecil Taylor,
One Last Wish,
PIL,
Joey Negro,
Icehouse,
Eden Ahbez,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Todd Rundgren,
Mr. Review,
Public Image Ltd.,
Albert Ayler,
Amon Düül II,
Lou Reed,
Terrestrial Tones,
Maurizio,
Country Teasers,
Ice-T,
The Sonics,
Fugazi,
Little Man,
Hasil Adkins,
Sandy B,
Roy Ayers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Outsiders,
Electric Prunes,
Duran Duran,
Bill Wells,
Carl Craig,
cv313,
Flamin' Groovies,
Warsaw,
The Searchers,
The Happenings,
Michelle Simonal,
Q65,
Henry Cow,
World's Most,
Vladislav Delay,
U.S. Maple,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Germs,
Panda Bear,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.