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 Mexico and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 rhodes 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Man Parrish,
Matthew Halsall,
Flipper,
Main Source,
Massinfluence,
Sun City Girls,
Jandek,
Adolescents,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Babytalk,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Cowsills,
Electric Prunes,
Average White Band,
Arthur Verocai,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Joy Division,
Icehouse,
Roxette,
Joey Negro,
Stiv Bators,
The Mojo Men,
David Axelrod,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Toasters,
Jerry's Kids,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Swans,
Flash Fearless,
The Neon Judgement,
Davy DMX,
Visage,
Unwound,
The Selecter,
The Monochrome Set,
Vladislav Delay,
Chrome,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Half Japanese,
Junior Murvin,
Bootsy Collins,
Loose Ends,
Audionom,
Mantronix,
Fear,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lebanon Hanover,
Delon & Dalcan,
Marc Almond,
Fluxion,
Albert Ayler,
OOIOO,
Steve Hackett,
Deakin,
Black Flag,
Technova,
Tears for Fears,
Harmonia,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Alphaville,
Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons.
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.