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 Mozambique and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 mellotron 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 the Human League to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All Moss Icon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
Reagan Youth,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Crispian St. Peters,
Eurythmics,
Hardrive,
Radiohead,
Animal Collective,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pierre Henry,
Whodini,
Suicide,
Deadbeat,
Archie Shepp,
Supertramp,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Icehouse,
The Kinks,
Bauhaus,
La Düsseldorf,
Sound Behaviour,
Jacques Brel,
JFA,
Lalo Schifrin,
Davy DMX,
The Tremeloes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Leonard Cohen,
Shuggie Otis,
Isaac Hayes,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Crispy Ambulance,
Barrington Levy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Blackbyrds,
Echospace,
Chris Corsano,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
AZ,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Slick Rick,
H. Thieme,
The Knickerbockers,
UT,
KRS-One,
Grey Daturas,
The Misunderstood,
U.S. Maple,
Trumans Water,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Marc Almond,
Amazonics,
The Walker Brothers,
The Trojans,
The Fall,
Alphaville,
Sight & Sound,
MC5,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.