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 El Salvador and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 organ 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 Real Kids to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Christie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Bobby Womack,
La Düsseldorf,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sun Ra,
Dead Boys,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Amon Düül,
Marvin Gaye,
Dual Sessions,
Delon & Dalcan,
Grey Daturas,
Flamin' Groovies,
Mantronix,
Warren Ellis,
Pagans,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Mary Jane Girls,
Adolescents,
Newcleus,
Erasure,
Anthony Braxton,
Babytalk,
Curtis Mayfield,
Wings,
Jawbox,
Bush Tetras,
Second Layer,
New Age Steppers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Radiohead,
Audionom,
The Skatalites,
Drexciya,
Los Fastidios,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Aswad,
Robert Wyatt,
Wolf Eyes,
The Black Dice,
Television,
Technova,
Hashim,
Henry Cow,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Fela Kuti,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Mad Mike,
Barry Ungar,
The Names,
The Tremeloes,
Rapeman,
Ultravox,
Faraquet,
One Last Wish,
Patti Smith,
David McCallum,
Minor Threat,
Sparks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Cecil Taylor,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.