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 Luxembourg and from Lille.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mexico City.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Lower 48 to the grunge 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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All Moss Icon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maleditus Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smiths,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Shoche,
Fela Kuti,
Donald Byrd,
ABBA,
Erykah Badu,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Albert Ayler,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Gladiators,
Yusef Lateef,
Panda Bear,
The Grass Roots,
Peter and Kerry,
Roxy Music,
Deadbeat,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Quantec,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sam Rivers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Duran Duran,
Von Mondo,
The Associates,
Symarip,
Althea and Donna,
Shuggie Otis,
Delta 5,
The Busters,
Aaron Thompson,
The Dead C,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Blancmange,
Black Bananas,
The Searchers,
KRS-One,
These Immortal Souls,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Rufus Thomas,
Crispy Ambulance,
Pharoah Sanders,
Interpol,
Lalann,
The Seeds,
the Human League,
Sexual Harrassment,
Fluxion,
Janne Schatter,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lucky Dragons,
DJ Sneak,
Ken Boothe,
The Raincoats,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lyres,
Bauhaus,
Soft Cell,
Loose Ends,
the Soft Cell,
The Knickerbockers,
Arthur Verocai,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.