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 Monaco and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 The Monochrome Set to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a L. Decosne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
Warsaw,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lungfish,
Don Cherry,
The Gun Club,
Gang Green,
Bill Wells,
Lalo Schifrin,
Drexciya,
Barry Ungar,
Pharoah Sanders,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Misunderstood,
UT,
Eric Dolphy,
Fad Gadget,
Wolf Eyes,
Minor Threat,
Black Flag,
John Cale,
Lightning Bolt,
The Last Poets,
Malaria!,
Parry Music,
Public Enemy,
The Sonics,
Outsiders,
The Techniques,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Pulsallama,
Rites of Spring,
The Moleskins,
Derrick Morgan,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Connie Case,
Gang Gang Dance,
Country Teasers,
Gil Scott Heron,
Aswad,
Gang Starr,
Lou Christie,
Television,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Cure,
Au Pairs,
Faust,
The Cowsills,
Pierre Henry,
Mars,
Roy Ayers,
Agitation Free,
Deakin,
The Monochrome Set,
Morten Harket,
Bang On A Can,
Rosa Yemen,
Sarah Menescal,
Reuben Wilson,
Crispian St. Peters,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Chris Corsano,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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You don't know what you really want.
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.