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 Swaziland and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Taipei.
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 linndrum 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 Interpol to the jazz 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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
Junior Murvin,
The Remains,
Underground Resistance,
Ossler,
Funky Four + One,
Ohio Players,
The Standells,
One Last Wish,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Residents,
Donny Hathaway,
Eddi Front,
Girls At Our Best!,
Erykah Badu,
Electric Prunes,
The Moody Blues,
The Dirtbombs,
Cal Tjader,
Marmalade,
Clear Light,
Section 25,
Make Up,
The Walker Brothers,
Can,
Dead Boys,
Mad Mike,
Fela Kuti,
The Modern Lovers,
Average White Band,
Bluetip,
The Music Machine,
Maleditus Sound,
Frankie Knuckles,
Skriet,
Scott Walker,
The Skatalites,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ronnie Foster,
T.S.O.L.,
Sex Pistols,
Connie Case,
Matthew Halsall,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Inner City,
The Fortunes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fluxion,
Angry Samoans,
Bill Wells,
Lindisfarne,
Charles Mingus,
Intrusion,
A Certain Ratio,
Brick,
Accadde A,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Public Enemy,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.