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 Norway and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 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 Marc Almond to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dead C record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s 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 The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
Fat Boys,
Pantytec,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Theoretical Girls,
Nik Kershaw,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Intrusion,
Carl Craig,
cv313,
The Index,
Vladislav Delay,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Depeche Mode,
Model 500,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Young Rascals,
Radiopuhelimet,
Minnie Riperton,
Lightning Bolt,
Peter & Gordon,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Red Krayola,
Animal Collective,
Quadrant,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Aaron Thompson,
CMW,
K-Klass,
Letta Mbulu,
June of 44,
Erasure,
Tubeway Army,
Kas Product,
The Slackers,
Babytalk,
Eden Ahbez,
Marvin Gaye,
X-101,
the Bar-Kays,
Loose Ends,
The Real Kids,
Steve Hackett,
Freddie Wadling,
Absolute Body Control,
JFA,
The Residents,
Pole,
Rakim,
Arcadia,
The Gories,
The Divine Comedy,
Ten City,
The Tremeloes,
Wire,
Massinfluence,
Audionom,
Average White Band,
Bob Dylan,
Danielle Patucci,
Moss Icon,
The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues.
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.