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 Honduras and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Eddi Front to the disco 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Enemy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Be Bop Deluxe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Icehouse,
Magma,
10cc,
Jacques Brel,
The Martian,
X-102,
The Smiths,
Schoolly D,
Lucky Dragons,
Ituana,
Andrew Hill,
Mary Jane Girls,
Zero Boys,
Bob Dylan,
Simply Red,
Average White Band,
Second Layer,
Iggy Pop,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Con Funk Shun,
Derrick May,
Roxy Music,
The Stooges,
Panda Bear,
Au Pairs,
Marshall Jefferson,
Tim Buckley,
Marmalade,
AZ,
John Coltrane,
Desert Stars,
Howard Jones,
Peter and Kerry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Swans,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
China Crisis,
Donny Hathaway,
The Fall,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sonny Sharrock,
Marc Almond,
Brick,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lyres,
Silicon Teens,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Nick Fraelich,
Black Sheep,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kerri Chandler,
Minny Pops,
Marine Girls,
Johnny Osbourne,
Mandrill,
The Grass Roots,
Essential Logic,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Fortunes,
Man Parrish,
Johnny Clarke,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.