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 Netherlands and from Stockholm.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Cluster to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Almond record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Blackbyrds,
Deepchord,
Minor Threat,
Leonard Cohen,
Youth Brigade,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Al Stewart,
June of 44,
Chrome,
Eric Dolphy,
Deakin,
Cybotron,
Terrestrial Tones,
Eddi Front,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Porter Ricks,
Metal Thangz,
Sound Behaviour,
The Durutti Column,
Black Pus,
Ludus,
Pagans,
Goldenarms,
ABC,
Moss Icon,
Maurizio,
a-ha,
Visage,
Fluxion,
Sparks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jacques Brel,
Yusef Lateef,
The Fugs,
Gang Green,
JFA,
The Index,
Barclay James Harvest,
Japan,
The Young Rascals,
Funkadelic,
X-101,
Freddie Wadling,
The Blues Magoos,
Lucky Dragons,
Echospace,
Drive Like Jehu,
Crime,
Popol Vuh,
Traffic Nightmare,
Nik Kershaw,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Peter & Gordon,
Malaria!,
Lightning Bolt,
Bobby Byrd,
The Skatalites,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.