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 Mozambique and from Edmonton.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the snare 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 Animal Collective to the grunge 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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terry Callier record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
Silicon Teens,
Spoonie Gee,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Harmonia,
Cheater Slicks,
Gil Scott Heron,
Hashim,
Soft Cell,
David McCallum,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kerri Chandler,
Urselle,
Excepter,
Joe Smooth,
Lalann,
Pantytec,
Amon Düül II,
The Cowsills,
Scott Walker,
Amon Düül,
K-Klass,
Mary Jane Girls,
Skriet,
Section 25,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Newcleus,
Soft Machine,
Harry Pussy,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Unwound,
Derrick Morgan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Minny Pops,
Dorothy Ashby,
Cluster,
Sound Behaviour,
Accadde A,
Eric B and Rakim,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Frankie Knuckles,
Desert Stars,
The Slackers,
Thompson Twins,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Suicide,
Adolescents,
Lower 48,
Symarip,
Rosa Yemen,
Ohio Players,
Lightning Bolt,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Marshall Jefferson,
The American Breed,
The Barracudas,
Flash Fearless,
The Star Department,
Pole,
The Litter,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.