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 Oman and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Oneida to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Music Machine 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?
Niagra,
Guru Guru,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Avey Tare,
Ponytail,
Black Sheep,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Royal Trux,
Crispy Ambulance,
Cybotron,
Deepchord,
Pylon,
Cluster,
Metal Thangz,
Yaz,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gastr Del Sol,
Whodini,
Barclay James Harvest,
Zapp,
Lyres,
Talk Talk,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
John Foxx,
Harmonia,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Modern Lovers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Q and Not U,
Radio Birdman,
Nik Kershaw,
Sun City Girls,
Matthew Bourne,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Tremeloes,
Matthew Halsall,
a-ha,
Animal Collective,
Patti Smith,
Dark Day,
The Music Machine,
The Slits,
The Slackers,
The Divine Comedy,
The Velvet Underground,
Funkadelic,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bob Dylan,
Junior Murvin,
Hashim,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Red Krayola,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lalann,
Graham Central Station,
Jerry's Kids,
Mo-Dettes,
The Neon Judgement,
Skaos,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.