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 China and from Salvador.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 dance 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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Arab on Radar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Freddie Wadling record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
Chris Corsano,
the Human League,
Jandek,
Kas Product,
Pharoah Sanders,
Hasil Adkins,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Pere Ubu,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kaleidoscope,
Unwound,
Nirvana,
Girls At Our Best!,
Fatback Band,
Mission of Burma,
Dawn Penn,
R.M.O.,
Donny Hathaway,
Warren Ellis,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Jacob Miller,
Steve Hackett,
Bad Manners,
Robert Hood,
The Misunderstood,
Peter & Gordon,
The Five Americans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Grauzone,
The Smoke,
The Names,
Moby Grape,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Matthew Bourne,
The Sonics,
Masters at Work,
Gang of Four,
Derrick Morgan,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Nas,
Flash Fearless,
The Blues Magoos,
Erykah Badu,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Quantec,
The Blackbyrds,
Anthony Braxton,
AZ,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Young Marble Giants,
Animal Collective,
Cameo,
Ludus,
Amon Düül,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sonic Youth,
John Coltrane,
Black Flag,
Boogie Down Productions,
Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy.
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.