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 Grenada and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 clarinet 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 Darondo to the jazz 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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang On A Can,
Trumans Water,
Loose Ends,
Quadrant,
Eric B and Rakim,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Average White Band,
Lyres,
Banda Bassotti,
K-Klass,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rhythm & Sound,
The New Christs,
David Bowie,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Fuzztones,
Amon Düül II,
Avey Tare,
Althea and Donna,
PIL,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Standells,
Amon Düül,
Lee Hazlewood,
Reagan Youth,
The Sonics,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Joe Smooth,
Fat Boys,
Chris Corsano,
Niagra,
Audionom,
Depeche Mode,
Au Pairs,
EPMD,
Stetsasonic,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ornette Coleman,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
John Cale,
the Human League,
Livin' Joy,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sight & Sound,
The Fire Engines,
Dave Gahan,
Lebanon Hanover,
Nirvana,
Agitation Free,
Pantytec,
Thee Headcoats,
Hoover,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.