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 Japan and from Lagos.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Dirtbombs to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Glambeats Corp. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Grey Daturas,
Mark Hollis,
Second Layer,
Ten City,
Nik Kershaw,
Moss Icon,
Ken Boothe,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Index,
The Fugs,
The Young Rascals,
MC5,
Rufus Thomas,
Technova,
Letta Mbulu,
Delta 5,
Fear,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Unrelated Segments,
Colin Newman,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Clear Light,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gang Green,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Derrick May,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Slits,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Qualms,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Mad Mike,
Japan,
Heaven 17,
Aural Exciters,
The Cure,
Ice-T,
Junior Murvin,
Lee Hazlewood,
Outsiders,
Essential Logic,
The Gap Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kenny Larkin,
the Sonics,
The Names,
Freddie Wadling,
Das Ding,
Todd Rundgren,
Curtis Mayfield,
Eddi Front,
June Days,
JFA,
Hashim,
Mandrill,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ludus,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Television,
Sound Behaviour,
Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie.
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.