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 Cyprus and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 Seoul and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 sitar 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the techno 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 The Sound. All the underground hits.
All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Magma,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
L. Decosne,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Organ,
Harmonia,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Mantronix,
EPMD,
Scott Walker,
The Fall,
Negative Approach,
Eli Mardock,
Al Stewart,
Vainqueur,
The Vogues,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Doobie Brothers,
Von Mondo,
Soft Cell,
LL Cool J,
Thee Headcoats,
Spoonie Gee,
E-Dancer,
The Offenders,
The Moleskins,
The Dirtbombs,
Sonny Sharrock,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Crash Course in Science,
The Blues Magoos,
Harpers Bizarre,
Fugazi,
The Young Rascals,
Bill Near,
Lungfish,
Zero Boys,
Stetsasonic,
The Beau Brummels,
Stereo Dub,
Monks,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Eddi Front,
Duran Duran,
David McCallum,
Toni Rubio,
Pulsallama,
Roger Hodgson,
Yellowson,
48th St. Collective,
Joe Smooth,
The Trojans,
Kayak,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
UT,
X-Ray Spex,
Subhumans,
The Shadows of Knight,
Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond.
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.