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 Venezuela and from Johannesburg.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ 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 Bang on a Can All-Stars to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
PIL,
Robert Wyatt,
Ludus,
Lebanon Hanover,
Joensuu 1685,
David McCallum,
Cymande,
the Fania All-Stars,
Black Pus,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Zero Boys,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Pretty Things,
Tears for Fears,
Slick Rick,
FM Einheit,
Sonic Youth,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
John Lydon,
Joey Negro,
Jeff Mills,
The Sound,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Angels of Light,
Smog,
Desert Stars,
Lightning Bolt,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Skriet,
Isaac Hayes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Unrelated Segments,
Stetsasonic,
The Doors,
Magazine,
OOIOO,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
James White and The Blacks,
The Moody Blues,
Scratch Acid,
A Certain Ratio,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cameo,
Patti Smith,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Wings,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Germs,
Second Layer,
Outsiders,
Marmalade,
Fugazi,
Sparks,
The Names,
Excepter,
Kaleidoscope,
Darondo,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Qualms,
Pole, Pole, Pole, Pole.
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.