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 Azerbaijan and from New York.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Procol Harum to the dance 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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Strawberry Alarm Clock 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Angry Samoans,
Al Stewart,
Au Pairs,
Harry Pussy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Anakelly,
Toni Rubio,
The Music Machine,
Peter & Gordon,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Derrick Morgan,
ABC,
Morten Harket,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Trumans Water,
The United States of America,
Roxette,
Crooked Eye,
Pussy Galore,
New York Dolls,
Public Image Ltd.,
48th St. Collective,
Lakeside,
Marshall Jefferson,
Fugazi,
Visage,
Arthur Verocai,
Amon Düül,
Camouflage,
T. Rex,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Susan Cadogan,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Tommy Roe,
This Heat,
Mark Hollis,
Josef K,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Wings,
Nils Olav,
10cc,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Man Parrish,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sister Nancy,
Grey Daturas,
China Crisis,
The Slits,
The Moleskins,
The Tremeloes,
Althea and Donna,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Black Dice,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Toasters,
Gil Scott Heron,
Pharoah Sanders,
Babytalk,
Cluster,
Steve Hackett,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.