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 Guinea and from Toronto.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Glenn Branca to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Eric B and Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear 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 mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skaos,
the Sonics,
Bill Wells,
Derrick Morgan,
Sun Ra,
Todd Rundgren,
the Bar-Kays,
Pet Shop Boys,
Avey Tare,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Fall,
Camberwell Now,
The J.B.'s,
Joe Smooth,
Magma,
Roger Hodgson,
The Martian,
Reagan Youth,
Parry Music,
The Trojans,
Johnny Clarke,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kaleidoscope,
Lalann,
Andrew Hill,
The Detroit Cobras,
Henry Cow,
Yaz,
Deakin,
Lucky Dragons,
Skriet,
Black Moon,
David Bowie,
Steve Hackett,
Talk Talk,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Zeros,
The Fortunes,
Con Funk Shun,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Crash Course in Science,
the Association,
Warsaw,
Ornette Coleman,
U.S. Maple,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Human League,
The Birthday Party,
Althea and Donna,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rapeman,
Junior Murvin,
The Grass Roots,
Juan Atkins,
ABBA,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Scott Walker,
The Dead C,
Arthur Verocai,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.