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 the UAE and from Milan.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Vladislav Delay to the punk 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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio 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 marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
The Dave Clark Five,
Subhumans,
Arcadia,
Pole,
Brass Construction,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Saccharine Trust,
Angry Samoans,
Marshall Jefferson,
Fad Gadget,
Kas Product,
Vainqueur,
The Star Department,
Fear,
Terry Callier,
Yellowson,
The Raincoats,
Public Enemy,
Mission of Burma,
June Days,
FM Einheit,
Roger Hodgson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Girls At Our Best!,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Durutti Column,
The Remains,
Chrome,
China Crisis,
Suburban Knight,
Tommy Roe,
Delon & Dalcan,
ABBA,
The Cure,
Marmalade,
Bang On A Can,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Nils Olav,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pere Ubu,
Electric Prunes,
Frankie Knuckles,
Scan 7,
The Blackbyrds,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lindisfarne,
Desert Stars,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lucky Dragons,
Sam Rivers,
Radiohead,
Kevin Saunderson,
Eden Ahbez,
T.S.O.L.,
Dorothy Ashby,
Amon Düül,
The Count Five,
The Move,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Hasil Adkins,
A Certain Ratio,
The Litter,
Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim.
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.