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 Samoa and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 DNA to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Trumans Water record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Talk Talk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Henry Cow,
La Düsseldorf,
Yusef Lateef,
Icehouse,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Kinks,
The Fire Engines,
The Martian,
The Names,
Alton Ellis,
Nik Kershaw,
Index,
Eden Ahbez,
Eddi Front,
Jeff Lynne,
Ituana,
Alison Limerick,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sister Nancy,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Divine Comedy,
The Last Poets,
The Pop Group,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Mummies,
Brand Nubian,
Quantec,
Archie Shepp,
Neil Young,
JFA,
Maurizio,
The Pretty Things,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Standells,
Pussy Galore,
KRS-One,
Boredoms,
Soft Machine,
Duran Duran,
Crash Course in Science,
Scientists,
Gang of Four,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Hoover,
The Dead C,
The Seeds,
The Star Department,
The Smoke,
Sight & Sound,
Intrusion,
Los Fastidios,
E-Dancer,
Fear,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Wire,
Rekid,
The Tremeloes,
Banda Bassotti,
The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes.
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.