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 Tuvalu and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Accra.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Echo & the Bunnymen to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Desert Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Count Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a K-Klass record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
H. Thieme,
Dead Boys,
Lindisfarne,
Liliput,
The Fugs,
The Residents,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kayak,
The Fire Engines,
Dennis Brown,
Nico,
The Vogues,
Sister Nancy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Invisible,
Terrestrial Tones,
Gichy Dan,
Scrapy,
Tommy Roe,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
L. Decosne,
Youth Brigade,
Todd Terry,
Joe Finger,
Vladislav Delay,
Idris Muhammad,
Von Mondo,
Babytalk,
Wolf Eyes,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Stooges,
Drive Like Jehu,
Depeche Mode,
Nation of Ulysses,
Moebius,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Evens,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Arab on Radar,
Scott Walker,
Lungfish,
Warren Ellis,
The Moody Blues,
Sarah Menescal,
Mr. Review,
E-Dancer,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DJ Sneak,
Pulsallama,
Hasil Adkins,
Index,
Inner City,
Rotary Connection,
Sparks,
Dorothy Ashby,
La Düsseldorf,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.