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 Peru and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Wake to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 the Normal. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Excepter,
Subhumans,
Sight & Sound,
Bobby Sherman,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Minor Threat,
Pussy Galore,
Supertramp,
The Red Krayola,
Dead Boys,
Dual Sessions,
U.S. Maple,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Hoover,
Q and Not U,
Khruangbin,
AZ,
Monolake,
The Black Dice,
Loose Ends,
Rotary Connection,
It's A Beautiful Day,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lyres,
UT,
Henry Cow,
Cymande,
Robert Görl,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Tommy Roe,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Smog,
Gong,
The Star Department,
DJ Sneak,
Joe Smooth,
Crispy Ambulance,
Dark Day,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Junior Murvin,
The Moody Blues,
Ultimate Spinach,
Danielle Patucci,
The Tremeloes,
Popol Vuh,
Roxy Music,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Davy DMX,
Nick Fraelich,
James White and The Blacks,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
June of 44,
Andrew Hill,
The Flesh Eaters,
Tears for Fears,
Eric Copeland,
The Zeros,
Morten Harket,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Audionom,
Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.
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.