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 Kosovo and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Robert Palmer 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 Bob Dylan to the grime 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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Motorama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Erykah Badu,
Marvin Gaye,
Quando Quango,
Amazonics,
The Trojans,
The Black Dice,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Monochrome Set,
Rotary Connection,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Slits,
Colin Newman,
The Count Five,
Bill Wells,
Matthew Halsall,
Dual Sessions,
ABC,
The Blackbyrds,
B.T. Express,
Roy Ayers,
The Move,
Interpol,
Sight & Sound,
Lyres,
FM Einheit,
The Modern Lovers,
The Blues Magoos,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pagans,
Cal Tjader,
Brand Nubian,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Fuzztones,
Whodini,
Swans,
The Knickerbockers,
The Wake,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Divine Comedy,
Fat Boys,
The Skatalites,
Public Enemy,
Cluster,
Franke,
Au Pairs,
Lindisfarne,
John Foxx,
Lakeside,
Warren Ellis,
The Sonics,
Deadbeat,
The Martian,
Buzzcocks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Oneida,
Malaria!,
David McCallum,
Joe Smooth,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pussy Galore,
Absolute Body Control,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.