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 the UAE and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Crooked Eye to the rock 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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ken Boothe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
Dave Gahan,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sound Behaviour,
Black Moon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eve St. Jones,
The Moody Blues,
David Bowie,
The Smoke,
The Standells,
Lucky Dragons,
Outsiders,
Danielle Patucci,
Bobby Byrd,
F. McDonald,
PIL,
Scrapy,
Gang Green,
EPMD,
Ice-T,
OOIOO,
Yusef Lateef,
Niagra,
Heaven 17,
Skriet,
New York Dolls,
Roger Hodgson,
Connie Case,
Vladislav Delay,
Clear Light,
Amazonics,
Scratch Acid,
Mission of Burma,
Hoover,
The Associates,
Ossler,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Stetsasonic,
Kayak,
The Gladiators,
The Buckinghams,
Althea and Donna,
Spandau Ballet,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lyres,
Inner City,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Angels of Light,
Cymande,
Massinfluence,
Derrick May,
Harmonia,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sight & Sound,
Laurel Aitken,
Tubeway Army,
Banda Bassotti,
Skaos,
Radio Birdman,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.