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 Estonia and from Lagos.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Radiopuhelimet to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
Faust,
The Martian,
E-Dancer,
Gregory Isaacs,
Main Source,
Nils Olav,
B.T. Express,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pierre Henry,
The Cramps,
Grauzone,
Pulsallama,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Moss Icon,
Soul Sonic Force,
the Bar-Kays,
Johnny Clarke,
Kerrie Biddell,
Funky Four + One,
Byron Stingily,
Amazonics,
Ronnie Foster,
Kaleidoscope,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Das Ding,
The Offenders,
F. McDonald,
Echospace,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Animal Collective,
Zapp,
The Gap Band,
The Skatalites,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Connie Case,
Derrick May,
Wolf Eyes,
Junior Murvin,
KRS-One,
Pagans,
The Names,
Fat Boys,
Sällskapet,
The Human League,
Sound Behaviour,
Susan Cadogan,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bronski Beat,
John Foxx,
Anakelly,
Second Layer,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Slackers,
Aaron Thompson,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
kango's stein massive,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.