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 Djibouti and from Delhi.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Yazoo to the electroclash 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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Strawberry Alarm Clock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echo & the Bunnymen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
Erasure,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Franke,
The Slackers,
Theoretical Girls,
The Names,
Kas Product,
Half Japanese,
AZ,
Chris & Cosey,
Henry Cow,
Rhythm & Sound,
Danielle Patucci,
The Moleskins,
Niagra,
Jimmy McGriff,
Animal Collective,
Stockholm Monsters,
Japan,
Laurel Aitken,
Matthew Bourne,
Magma,
The Kinks,
The Toasters,
Joensuu 1685,
Audionom,
DJ Sneak,
the Fania All-Stars,
Donald Byrd,
Angry Samoans,
The Tremeloes,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Charles Mingus,
Ituana,
Mars,
Jeru the Damaja,
Black Flag,
Negative Approach,
Easy Going,
Motorama,
Subhumans,
Loose Ends,
The Dead C,
Peter & Gordon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
John Lydon,
Black Moon,
T. Rex,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Amon Düül II,
Blake Baxter,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sandy B,
The Music Machine,
Aural Exciters,
Q and Not U,
Todd Rundgren,
One Last Wish,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lee Hazlewood,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.