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 Austria and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Rekid to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eric Copeland,
The Searchers,
Graham Central Station,
Quando Quango,
Crime,
The Residents,
Lindisfarne,
Camberwell Now,
Moss Icon,
The Black Dice,
Peter and Kerry,
Ronan,
Sarah Menescal,
Goldenarms,
a-ha,
Ludus,
Minny Pops,
The Star Department,
Mad Mike,
Jimmy McGriff,
Malaria!,
Althea and Donna,
Joey Negro,
The Litter,
Tom Boy,
Harmonia,
Altered Images,
The Fortunes,
Roy Ayers,
Depeche Mode,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tres Demented,
Negative Approach,
Wolf Eyes,
Young Marble Giants,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Archie Shepp,
Jeff Lynne,
Can,
OOIOO,
Sällskapet,
The Dirtbombs,
Pantytec,
Kerri Chandler,
Gichy Dan,
Flamin' Groovies,
Schoolly D,
Technova,
The Cowsills,
In Retrospect,
Robert Görl,
Piero Umiliani,
Bobby Womack,
The Techniques,
AZ,
The Shadows of Knight,
Godley & Creme,
Isaac Hayes,
The Skatalites,
Johnny Osbourne,
Yaz, Yaz, Yaz, Yaz.
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.