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 Malta and from Mexico City.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Aural Exciters to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Barrington Levy. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Victims,
Amon Düül II,
Groovy Waters,
Animal Collective,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Young Rascals,
Marc Almond,
Donny Hathaway,
The Mummies,
Gong,
The Gun Club,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kerri Chandler,
Tommy Roe,
Icehouse,
Jeru the Damaja,
Joe Finger,
Pere Ubu,
Janne Schatter,
Throbbing Gristle,
Barbara Tucker,
Mantronix,
The Seeds,
Sun Ra,
Ken Boothe,
Al Stewart,
The Residents,
Youth Brigade,
Barclay James Harvest,
Leonard Cohen,
Cecil Taylor,
Ituana,
The Smiths,
Dual Sessions,
Freddie Wadling,
Shoche,
La Düsseldorf,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Adolescents,
Magma,
Jacob Miller,
Scion,
D'Angelo,
Ice-T,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Blake Baxter,
Bang On A Can,
Boogie Down Productions,
Negative Approach,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Scratch Acid,
Niagra,
Scott Walker,
Sällskapet,
John Holt,
K-Klass,
Qualms,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Soul Sonic Force,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.