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 Algeria and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 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 Mo-Dettes to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Arthur Verocai. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Blancmange,
Little Man,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Minutemen,
Electric Prunes,
The Stooges,
Theoretical Girls,
Roger Hodgson,
Fear,
Soul Sonic Force,
Fifty Foot Hose,
One Last Wish,
The Smoke,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
the Human League,
Average White Band,
Faraquet,
The Wake,
10cc,
Youth Brigade,
Camberwell Now,
Section 25,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Joe Smooth,
Davy DMX,
Bob Dylan,
Ultravox,
Vladislav Delay,
Moby Grape,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Standells,
Livin' Joy,
Lucky Dragons,
Sarah Menescal,
The Grass Roots,
Yellowson,
Spoonie Gee,
Surgeon,
Lightning Bolt,
World's Most,
Flamin' Groovies,
Rhythm & Sound,
Mad Mike,
Easy Going,
The Smiths,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Red Krayola,
Public Enemy,
Crispian St. Peters,
Suicide,
Fela Kuti,
The Human League,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Joe Finger,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Agent Orange,
The Associates,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.