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 Poland and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Faust to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Circle Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The American Breed,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gang of Four,
Scientists,
The Motions,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Camberwell Now,
Avey Tare,
Mars,
Henry Cow,
Pylon,
Wire,
Funky Four + One,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Half Japanese,
The Pop Group,
Accadde A,
Derrick Morgan,
Eric Dolphy,
Laurel Aitken,
Big Daddy Kane,
Dennis Brown,
Sugar Minott,
Eurythmics,
Supertramp,
Jesper Dahlback,
Television,
The Fugs,
Wings,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Brothers Johnson,
Skaos,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Birthday Party,
Ossler,
Donny Hathaway,
Byron Stingily,
Marmalade,
Bobby Sherman,
Radiopuhelimet,
Reagan Youth,
Little Man,
Rekid,
Tubeway Army,
Nik Kershaw,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lyres,
Nation of Ulysses,
Amon Düül II,
Lou Reed,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bobby Byrd,
John Foxx,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Alison Limerick,
Spoonie Gee,
Howard Jones,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.