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 Grenada and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 oboe 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 Ossler to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Tears for Fears. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Gang Starr,
The Fugs,
Hot Snakes,
Absolute Body Control,
Cymande,
Darondo,
Zero Boys,
Scratch Acid,
Rakim,
Kerri Chandler,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mars,
Siglo XX,
Ralphi Rosario,
Alison Limerick,
Eden Ahbez,
Ultravox,
Tom Boy,
The American Breed,
June of 44,
Scion,
Nico,
The Vogues,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Slits,
Gong,
Kaleidoscope,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Drive Like Jehu,
Suburban Knight,
Duran Duran,
Groovy Waters,
Arab on Radar,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Inner City,
Roxy Music,
Thee Headcoats,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Crime,
The Durutti Column,
Funky Four + One,
Minny Pops,
Harmonia,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Parry Music,
Infiniti,
Guru Guru,
Newcleus,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Wasted Youth,
Sister Nancy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Yazoo,
Eric Dolphy,
D'Angelo,
Lalann,
Loose Ends,
Whodini,
Tres Demented,
Kevin Saunderson,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane.
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.