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 Denmark and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 snare 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 Animal Collective to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All L. Decosne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Bourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Zeros,
Von Mondo,
Bronski Beat,
Circle Jerks,
China Crisis,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Agitation Free,
Aaron Thompson,
Infiniti,
the Germs,
Amon Düül II,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Angels of Light,
Fear,
Kayak,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Iggy Pop,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Motorama,
Arthur Verocai,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
X-101,
The Offenders,
Glenn Branca,
Robert Wyatt,
Girls At Our Best!,
Prince Buster,
Dave Gahan,
The Knickerbockers,
Lucky Dragons,
Gang Green,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sam Rivers,
The Fire Engines,
John Coltrane,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Minnie Riperton,
Jeff Mills,
Masters at Work,
David Axelrod,
EPMD,
Spoonie Gee,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Desert Stars,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Doors,
Symarip,
The Divine Comedy,
Skarface,
Curtis Mayfield,
X-102,
Supertramp,
Rosa Yemen,
Blossom Toes,
Heaven 17,
Fad Gadget,
Nation of Ulysses,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
MC5,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.