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 Germany and from Winnipeg.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Lungfish to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Anthony Braxton,
Ituana,
Cecil Taylor,
The Evens,
The Real Kids,
Au Pairs,
Janne Schatter,
Al Stewart,
Niagra,
Arthur Verocai,
Minnie Riperton,
Eden Ahbez,
Rites of Spring,
Donald Byrd,
Blancmange,
Faust,
Desert Stars,
Sex Pistols,
Gerry Rafferty,
Roger Hodgson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nick Fraelich,
Clear Light,
Siglo XX,
Vladislav Delay,
Monks,
Sound Behaviour,
Mars,
Buzzcocks,
Unrelated Segments,
The Raincoats,
X-101,
Pussy Galore,
Stetsasonic,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Vainqueur,
Organ,
The Black Dice,
Slave,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Skatalites,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mark Hollis,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Altered Images,
Supertramp,
Sight & Sound,
Mary Jane Girls,
Tubeway Army,
Lungfish,
Radio Birdman,
DJ Sneak,
Sam Rivers,
Brand Nubian,
UT,
Masters at Work,
Flamin' Groovies,
Matthew Bourne,
cv313,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Human League,
Joensuu 1685,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.