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 Vanuatu and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Lyon and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 arpeggiator 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 Ohio Players to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.
All Manfred Mann's Earth Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Bowie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
Crispian St. Peters,
Barbara Tucker,
The Fuzztones,
Rekid,
New Order,
The United States of America,
Boogie Down Productions,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Black Sheep,
Joe Finger,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Camouflage,
OOIOO,
Chris & Cosey,
B.T. Express,
Steve Hackett,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Frankie Knuckles,
MC5,
Adolescents,
Nick Fraelich,
the Association,
The Dirtbombs,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Michelle Simonal,
Amon Düül,
Lower 48,
Gabor Szabo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ronnie Foster,
ABBA,
Flash Fearless,
Big Daddy Kane,
Letta Mbulu,
D'Angelo,
Blancmange,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Section 25,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Agent Orange,
Soul Sonic Force,
Siglo XX,
Alton Ellis,
Sugar Minott,
Symarip,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bush Tetras,
Electric Prunes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Cecil Taylor,
John Cale,
Essential Logic,
Moss Icon,
The Martian,
Flipper,
The Neon Judgement,
Minny Pops,
Lebanon Hanover,
Mark Hollis,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.