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 Indonesia and from Manchester.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Barclay James Harvest to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Glenn Branca,
Iggy Pop,
Skaos,
Danielle Patucci,
Amazonics,
Jimmy McGriff,
Brass Construction,
Dave Gahan,
The Slits,
Nico,
Rhythm & Sound,
Howard Jones,
The Names,
Con Funk Shun,
JFA,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Patti Smith,
Au Pairs,
Joyce Sims,
Depeche Mode,
Moby Grape,
Sonic Youth,
Spoonie Gee,
Charles Mingus,
Animal Collective,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Chrome,
T. Rex,
The Gun Club,
The Smiths,
Morten Harket,
The Mojo Men,
Neu!,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Delta 5,
The Remains,
U.S. Maple,
Derrick May,
Gil Scott Heron,
Mars,
Rosa Yemen,
Boogie Down Productions,
Roger Hodgson,
David Axelrod,
The Leaves,
David McCallum,
Sparks,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Theoretical Girls,
Ten City,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bobby Womack,
Excepter,
Simply Red,
Derrick Morgan,
Fear,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rod Modell,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.