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 Iceland and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Johannesburg.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the mellotron 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 John Coltrane to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Inner City 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tres Demented record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
Robert Hood,
PIL,
Underground Resistance,
Albert Ayler,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Victims,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Angry Samoans,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Oblivians,
Scion,
Robert Wyatt,
Lakeside,
The Angels of Light,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Flipper,
Lucky Dragons,
The Mummies,
B.T. Express,
Juan Atkins,
Minutemen,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Buzzcocks,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Trojans,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sugar Minott,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ultra Naté,
Easy Going,
Essential Logic,
Chris & Cosey,
Motorama,
The Busters,
Blancmange,
Brothers Johnson,
The Zeros,
Letta Mbulu,
The Blackbyrds,
The American Breed,
Dennis Brown,
The Raincoats,
Royal Trux,
KRS-One,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Doors,
Minny Pops,
The Slackers,
Neil Young,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jandek,
Nik Kershaw,
The Misunderstood,
Wire,
Magazine,
David Bowie,
Rapeman,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.