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 Vietnam and from Manchester.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Lou Reed to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Groovy Waters,
Sight & Sound,
Scion,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Cowsills,
The Buckinghams,
Moebius,
Yusef Lateef,
the Human League,
The Searchers,
This Heat,
The Invisible,
Donald Byrd,
Delon & Dalcan,
Schoolly D,
The Names,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Terry Callier,
Big Daddy Kane,
Roger Hodgson,
X-102,
The Skatalites,
Soul II Soul,
Loose Ends,
Throbbing Gristle,
Mantronix,
Gabor Szabo,
Absolute Body Control,
Eden Ahbez,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Pussy Galore,
Sexual Harrassment,
MDC,
10cc,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Michelle Simonal,
The Cramps,
The Smoke,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sam Rivers,
Kerri Chandler,
Faraquet,
Cameo,
The Dirtbombs,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lungfish,
Fugazi,
Letta Mbulu,
The Seeds,
The Mummies,
Brand Nubian,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Goldenarms,
Marc Almond,
Sonny Sharrock,
Clear Light,
Faust,
The Doobie Brothers,
Alice Coltrane,
OOIOO,
Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett.
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.