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 Monaco and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Amon Düül II to the rock 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan. All the underground hits.
All Television Personalities tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler 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 a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy 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?
Radiopuhelimet,
Pussy Galore,
The Moleskins,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Buzzcocks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Robert Wyatt,
The Fuzztones,
Kevin Saunderson,
Minor Threat,
Todd Terry,
Alton Ellis,
L. Decosne,
Newcleus,
The Red Krayola,
Oblivians,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Fortunes,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Marshall Jefferson,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Marc Almond,
The Walker Brothers,
Laurel Aitken,
Ralphi Rosario,
Swell Maps,
Icehouse,
David Bowie,
ABC,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Parry Music,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Q and Not U,
Pole,
Dead Boys,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Fad Gadget,
Leonard Cohen,
Arthur Verocai,
Shoche,
Das Ding,
Clear Light,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Cluster,
Slick Rick,
Animal Collective,
Inner City,
Skaos,
The Searchers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Alice Coltrane,
Half Japanese,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bauhaus,
Yusef Lateef,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tubeway Army,
D'Angelo,
Archie Shepp,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.