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 Eritrea and from Spokane.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Skaos to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tears for Fears record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
Tom Boy,
Lakeside,
Don Cherry,
Skaos,
The Alarm Clocks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
8 Eyed Spy,
Barbara Tucker,
The Evens,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Fela Kuti,
The Techniques,
Archie Shepp,
Tim Buckley,
Lindisfarne,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gerry Rafferty,
Supertramp,
Jandek,
Prince Buster,
D'Angelo,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Outsiders,
Man Parrish,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Searchers,
Dennis Brown,
The Five Americans,
Colin Newman,
The Doors,
Parry Music,
Donald Byrd,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Los Fastidios,
David Bowie,
Youth Brigade,
Rites of Spring,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kevin Saunderson,
Tubeway Army,
Sun Ra,
Chris Corsano,
Stetsasonic,
Soulsonic Force,
Japan,
Black Moon,
Lightning Bolt,
The Slackers,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pantytec,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Todd Rundgren,
Sonic Youth,
Duran Duran,
Leonard Cohen,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sixth Finger,
Mandrill,
Eddi Front,
Q65,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.