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 Laos and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 The Doors to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Marmalade. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Reuben Wilson,
Warren Ellis,
The Gories,
Echospace,
Sun City Girls,
Suburban Knight,
Ken Boothe,
the Association,
Das Ding,
Con Funk Shun,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Don Cherry,
kango's stein massive,
The Fire Engines,
Moss Icon,
Delta 5,
Lyres,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Beau Brummels,
Average White Band,
Al Stewart,
Smog,
Bobby Byrd,
The Young Rascals,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sugar Minott,
Roy Ayers,
Robert Wyatt,
Kool Moe Dee,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Franke,
The Motions,
Simply Red,
Gang of Four,
The Velvet Underground,
Blake Baxter,
Brand Nubian,
Gang Green,
Neu!,
Dead Boys,
the Sonics,
Delon & Dalcan,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Fugs,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Selecter,
Eddi Front,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Livin' Joy,
The Mojo Men,
Patti Smith,
The Moody Blues,
Pagans,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Camberwell Now,
Shuggie Otis,
Animal Collective,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.