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 Chile and from Milan.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tehran.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the guitar 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 Moss Icon to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Cure. All the underground hits.
All the Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lightning Bolt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacques Brel,
10cc,
Barry Ungar,
Talk Talk,
Easy Going,
Sugar Minott,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Heaven 17,
Steve Hackett,
Oneida,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Thee Headcoats,
Iggy Pop,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
the Slits,
Stetsasonic,
Gregory Isaacs,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Black Dice,
The Fortunes,
Ken Boothe,
Newcleus,
The Techniques,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Unrelated Segments,
Alton Ellis,
Spoonie Gee,
The Cowsills,
The Grass Roots,
The Monks,
The Beau Brummels,
Monks,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ten City,
Prince Buster,
The Electric Prunes,
Symarip,
The Birthday Party,
La Düsseldorf,
Lebanon Hanover,
Blake Baxter,
Derrick Morgan,
Maurizio,
Silicon Teens,
Groovy Waters,
Eve St. Jones,
Minnie Riperton,
Crash Course in Science,
Tommy Roe,
Lightning Bolt,
Rosa Yemen,
Roger Hodgson,
Whodini,
The Offenders,
Terry Callier,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sexual Harrassment,
Throbbing Gristle,
Aswad,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin.
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.