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 Australia and from Stockholm.
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 Halifax and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar 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 Trumans Water to the techno 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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Blossom Toes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Divine Comedy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glambeats Corp.,
The Trojans,
Gabor Szabo,
The Count Five,
Grey Daturas,
OOIOO,
Mandrill,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Youth Brigade,
Eric Copeland,
UT,
Gang Starr,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bill Near,
Junior Murvin,
Marvin Gaye,
David McCallum,
Skriet,
Lungfish,
The Techniques,
Half Japanese,
Quando Quango,
Quantec,
Warsaw,
The Velvet Underground,
Khruangbin,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
New Age Steppers,
Lightning Bolt,
Lucky Dragons,
Babytalk,
Trumans Water,
Byron Stingily,
Black Flag,
Agent Orange,
Main Source,
Tres Demented,
Unrelated Segments,
Johnny Clarke,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bobby Byrd,
Roy Ayers,
Schoolly D,
Ohio Players,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
L. Decosne,
Piero Umiliani,
The Move,
Pagans,
Shoche,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Inner City,
Symarip,
Severed Heads,
Laurel Aitken,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pet Shop Boys,
Slave,
James White and The Blacks,
The Sonics,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.