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 Czech Republic and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Fuzztones to the crunk 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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Fania All-Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
John Holt,
Jerry's Kids,
Alphaville,
Black Sheep,
Brass Construction,
The Tremeloes,
Ponytail,
Ituana,
Shuggie Otis,
Suburban Knight,
Cabaret Voltaire,
E-Dancer,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Swell Maps,
Bad Manners,
Hasil Adkins,
Idris Muhammad,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rakim,
LL Cool J,
Das Ding,
Faraquet,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Fuzztones,
the Association,
Massinfluence,
Bronski Beat,
Lalann,
Animal Collective,
Porter Ricks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bob Dylan,
Dennis Brown,
The Walker Brothers,
Eddi Front,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pussy Galore,
The Electric Prunes,
China Crisis,
Fela Kuti,
Morten Harket,
Carl Craig,
Kas Product,
World's Most,
Boz Scaggs,
The Kinks,
The Cowsills,
Joe Finger,
Faust,
Quando Quango,
DNA,
Make Up,
Flipper,
Yusef Lateef,
Half Japanese,
Simply Red,
Sonny Sharrock,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Martian,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.