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 Palau and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Charles Mingus to the electroclash 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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Barracudas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
Pantytec,
Dark Day,
Animal Collective,
Max Romeo,
Lindisfarne,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Standells,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pylon,
Bad Manners,
Mad Mike,
Brothers Johnson,
Fear,
Nas,
Qualms,
Outsiders,
Skriet,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Groovy Waters,
Basic Channel,
Alice Coltrane,
Blake Baxter,
Robert Wyatt,
Aaron Thompson,
Leonard Cohen,
Sonic Youth,
Morten Harket,
Gabor Szabo,
Rod Modell,
Tropical Tobacco,
UT,
Soft Cell,
The Mighty Diamonds,
K-Klass,
The Gladiators,
AZ,
Joe Finger,
Deepchord,
Barrington Levy,
Boredoms,
Livin' Joy,
Dawn Penn,
Ten City,
Siglo XX,
R.M.O.,
The Toasters,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Evens,
Nils Olav,
Bobby Byrd,
Smog,
The Associates,
Lyres,
the Germs,
The Star Department,
U.S. Maple,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Schoolly D,
Gastr Del Sol,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.