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 Slovenia and from Mexico City.
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 Houston and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Can to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Los Fastidios. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aural Exciters,
World's Most,
Deadbeat,
Schoolly D,
Marvin Gaye,
Japan,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Flamin' Groovies,
Wings,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lower 48,
ABBA,
Hot Snakes,
Zapp,
New Order,
Prince Buster,
Maleditus Sound,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pagans,
Soulsonic Force,
The Index,
The Smoke,
Deakin,
Skriet,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Grass Roots,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Icehouse,
Joe Smooth,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Black Flag,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
James White and The Blacks,
Howard Jones,
The Walker Brothers,
Whodini,
Fad Gadget,
Iggy Pop,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Monks,
The Blues Magoos,
Deepchord,
One Last Wish,
Lebanon Hanover,
Shoche,
The Human League,
Model 500,
Bobby Sherman,
Boredoms,
Matthew Bourne,
the Slits,
Kenny Larkin,
Pet Shop Boys,
Johnny Osbourne,
Crooked Eye,
Yaz,
Eric Copeland,
Janne Schatter,
Royal Trux,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Dual Sessions,
The Standells,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.