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 India and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 Cairo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 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 The Gories to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Vogues,
Dawn Penn,
Radiohead,
cv313,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Move,
the Soft Cell,
Rekid,
Tears for Fears,
The Human League,
Lakeside,
Television,
Lalann,
Yaz,
Rhythm & Sound,
Aloha Tigers,
Symarip,
Don Cherry,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Eric B and Rakim,
Henry Cow,
LL Cool J,
New Age Steppers,
Babytalk,
Skarface,
Faust,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Panda Bear,
David McCallum,
the Association,
Ludus,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jimmy McGriff,
Boredoms,
Iggy Pop,
Marine Girls,
Byron Stingily,
Funkadelic,
Eurythmics,
the Bar-Kays,
Guru Guru,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rapeman,
the Normal,
Animal Collective,
Steve Hackett,
Flamin' Groovies,
Moebius,
Yazoo,
The Dead C,
The Gun Club,
Cybotron,
Quadrant,
Soul Sonic Force,
L. Decosne,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Gong,
Chris Corsano,
kango's stein massive,
Mission of Burma,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.