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 Israel and from Shanghai.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Jakarta.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Anthony Braxton,
Maurizio,
Y Pants,
Colin Newman,
Organ,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Velvet Underground,
The Cure,
Q65,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Freddie Wadling,
JFA,
Electric Prunes,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Soulsonic Force,
The Motions,
OOIOO,
Erykah Badu,
Deepchord,
Bluetip,
Al Stewart,
Dorothy Ashby,
the Normal,
The Modern Lovers,
Wings,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gang Starr,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Smog,
The Shadows of Knight,
Au Pairs,
The Invisible,
Magazine,
X-101,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Wake,
Oneida,
Shuggie Otis,
Q and Not U,
The Seeds,
Soul II Soul,
Grey Daturas,
Girls At Our Best!,
Von Mondo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Blackbyrds,
Bob Dylan,
DJ Style,
Theoretical Girls,
the Fania All-Stars,
Matthew Halsall,
Porter Ricks,
Skriet,
Yellowson,
This Heat,
Bizarre Inc.,
Alison Limerick,
Chrome, Chrome, Chrome, Chrome.
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.