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 Djibouti and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the electroclash 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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All Arab on Radar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doobie Brothers 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 Chocolate Watch Band,
Desert Stars,
The Fall,
Hasil Adkins,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Zeros,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Panda Bear,
Terrestrial Tones,
Todd Rundgren,
Sparks,
Sixth Finger,
Susan Cadogan,
Alphaville,
The Knickerbockers,
Scientists,
Liliput,
Godley & Creme,
The Beau Brummels,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pagans,
Lungfish,
Television,
Prince Buster,
The Skatalites,
Rod Modell,
Bad Manners,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Derrick Morgan,
The Evens,
Gastr Del Sol,
Stiv Bators,
Wings,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Janne Schatter,
The Human League,
David Axelrod,
Bootsy Collins,
Dark Day,
Skarface,
Byron Stingily,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Chris & Cosey,
Thompson Twins,
Visage,
The Fugs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Masters at Work,
Aural Exciters,
The Gories,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Detroit Cobras,
New Order,
the Human League,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Au Pairs,
The Mummies,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Electric Prunes,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.