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 Bangladesh and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Peter & Gordon to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Terrestrial Tones. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DNA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Country Teasers,
Skarface,
Cal Tjader,
Isaac Hayes,
Rufus Thomas,
Joe Smooth,
Grandmaster Flash,
Circle Jerks,
Sparks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Television Personalities,
Quadrant,
Accadde A,
Little Man,
Toni Rubio,
Kayak,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kerrie Biddell,
Chris Corsano,
Robert Wyatt,
The Moody Blues,
Shoche,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sällskapet,
John Foxx,
Banda Bassotti,
Technova,
Tim Buckley,
Charles Mingus,
Talk Talk,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Modern Lovers,
The Fugs,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Eve St. Jones,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Pop Group,
Supertramp,
Scott Walker,
Excepter,
The Smoke,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Young Rascals,
Rakim,
48th St. Collective,
Susan Cadogan,
The Monochrome Set,
Tomorrow,
Glenn Branca,
Davy DMX,
Das Ding,
Scion,
The Fall,
John Cale,
Japan,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.