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 Guinea-Bissau and from Lyon.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Goldenarms to the jazz 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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & Metallica tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
Tommy Roe,
The Gun Club,
Shuggie Otis,
Stereo Dub,
Tropical Tobacco,
Country Teasers,
Japan,
Lakeside,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Remains,
Khruangbin,
The Offenders,
Susan Cadogan,
Schoolly D,
Pharoah Sanders,
Audionom,
Derrick Morgan,
The Invisible,
Leonard Cohen,
10cc,
Pylon,
Eric Copeland,
Erasure,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lower 48,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jerry's Kids,
The Shadows of Knight,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Techniques,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Donny Hathaway,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Malaria!,
cv313,
Model 500,
Pagans,
Soul Sonic Force,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pulsallama,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Nick Fraelich,
Wire,
Sight & Sound,
JFA,
Make Up,
Interpol,
Kaleidoscope,
The Pretty Things,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tomorrow,
The Kinks,
The Monks,
Pet Shop Boys,
Suicide,
Minor Threat,
Chris Corsano,
a-ha,
Circle Jerks,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Little Man, Little Man, Little Man, Little Man.
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.