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 Uruguay and from Paris.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultravox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin 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 Moody Blues,
Icehouse,
Gang Green,
Throbbing Gristle,
E-Dancer,
June of 44,
Severed Heads,
Au Pairs,
Lou Christie,
Banda Bassotti,
The Gories,
Morten Harket,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fear,
Arthur Verocai,
Joyce Sims,
Boogie Down Productions,
Eric Dolphy,
Amon Düül,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dead Boys,
Unrelated Segments,
Sister Nancy,
Scott Walker,
Talk Talk,
Soul Sonic Force,
Man Parrish,
Glambeats Corp.,
Absolute Body Control,
Stereo Dub,
Make Up,
Negative Approach,
OOIOO,
Marshall Jefferson,
Howard Jones,
Mantronix,
The Red Krayola,
Bauhaus,
Cymande,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Maurizio,
Gastr Del Sol,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Goldenarms,
Wally Richardson,
Barclay James Harvest,
Popol Vuh,
Michelle Simonal,
Mark Hollis,
Black Moon,
The American Breed,
Bush Tetras,
The Electric Prunes,
Chris Corsano,
Rekid,
The Dirtbombs,
Erykah Badu,
Depeche Mode,
Sound Behaviour,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.