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 Saudi Arabia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Taipei and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Nico to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Fear,
The Monochrome Set,
Kenny Larkin,
Dave Gahan,
a-ha,
Joyce Sims,
Darondo,
Visage,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jawbox,
Jandek,
The New Christs,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Faraquet,
Bush Tetras,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Hot Snakes,
Connie Case,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Matthew Halsall,
Wasted Youth,
The Raincoats,
Yazoo,
Kerri Chandler,
Toni Rubio,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Motions,
Mission of Burma,
the Bar-Kays,
The Durutti Column,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Archie Shepp,
The Smiths,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rhythm & Sound,
New Age Steppers,
Loose Ends,
KRS-One,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
A Certain Ratio,
Moby Grape,
The Kinks,
Pussy Galore,
Agent Orange,
Cal Tjader,
Marine Girls,
Qualms,
Boz Scaggs,
World's Most,
Desert Stars,
The Tremeloes,
Swell Maps,
Soft Cell,
the Sonics,
Theoretical Girls,
June Days,
Talk Talk,
Sällskapet,
Parry Music,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.