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 Italy and from Tokyo.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 chamberlin 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 Grauzone to the rap 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 Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monolake,
Alice Coltrane,
Altered Images,
Buzzcocks,
Stockholm Monsters,
Hasil Adkins,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Oneida,
The Saints,
Kerri Chandler,
X-101,
Lyres,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Yaz,
Infiniti,
The Monochrome Set,
JFA,
DJ Sneak,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Blossom Toes,
Index,
Stiv Bators,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Reuben Wilson,
Gong,
Schoolly D,
Colin Newman,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sam Rivers,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Cybotron,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Grandmaster Flash,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Fire Engines,
Urselle,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Radiohead,
Bob Dylan,
The Buckinghams,
Tim Buckley,
Au Pairs,
Ohio Players,
Eden Ahbez,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ossler,
Supertramp,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Public Enemy,
Rod Modell,
Flamin' Groovies,
Leonard Cohen,
Janne Schatter,
Sun Ra,
Wings,
Aural Exciters,
Tres Demented,
Sparks,
Terry Callier,
Skaos,
The Durutti Column,
Aswad, Aswad, Aswad, Aswad.
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.