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 Iceland and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 arpeggiator 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 Neil Young to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Residents,
Jimmy McGriff,
JFA,
Maleditus Sound,
Sixth Finger,
Joensuu 1685,
Quantec,
Dawn Penn,
Kayak,
The Cure,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Crooked Eye,
The Fuzztones,
Avey Tare,
Neu!,
The Doobie Brothers,
Malaria!,
Janne Schatter,
The Fall,
Roxette,
Glenn Branca,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Popol Vuh,
Kas Product,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Kinks,
Animal Collective,
Average White Band,
Mandrill,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Young Rascals,
Surgeon,
Crispian St. Peters,
Scan 7,
Ice-T,
Public Image Ltd.,
Camberwell Now,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Blake Baxter,
Fela Kuti,
Charles Mingus,
Joey Negro,
Shuggie Otis,
Cybotron,
Pierre Henry,
Negative Approach,
Bobby Byrd,
The Motions,
UT,
Spoonie Gee,
Minutemen,
Metal Thangz,
Rotary Connection,
Leonard Cohen,
Donald Byrd,
The Birthday Party,
Suburban Knight,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jesper Dahlback,
Flash Fearless,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.