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 Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 linndrum 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 Ultra Naté to the jazz 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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Nik Kershaw,
Anthony Braxton,
Gichy Dan,
Q65,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
John Lydon,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Dead C,
Urselle,
Jesper Dahlback,
Unwound,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Cramps,
kango's stein massive,
The Five Americans,
The Gladiators,
Rakim,
Slick Rick,
Kerri Chandler,
Erasure,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pylon,
Reuben Wilson,
Jandek,
Sex Pistols,
Bush Tetras,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gang of Four,
Girls At Our Best!,
Dual Sessions,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
R.M.O.,
ABBA,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lucky Dragons,
The Doobie Brothers,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Neon Judgement,
Niagra,
The Fire Engines,
Carl Craig,
Hoover,
Glenn Branca,
Neil Young,
Bang On A Can,
John Coltrane,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kool Moe Dee,
Neu!,
X-102,
Jerry Gold Smith,
DJ Style,
June Days,
Hardrive,
Soft Cell,
The Misunderstood,
The Offenders,
Royal Trux,
Cluster,
Joe Smooth,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.