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 Venezuela and from Shanghai.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Madrid.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Rhythm & Sound to the rap 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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Das Ding record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slave,
The Cowsills,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Durutti Column,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Mantronix,
Vladislav Delay,
The Trojans,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lou Reed,
Nils Olav,
Junior Murvin,
Angry Samoans,
Bootsy Collins,
Rotary Connection,
Howard Jones,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Standells,
The United States of America,
Heaven 17,
AZ,
Mo-Dettes,
Grey Daturas,
T.S.O.L.,
Simply Red,
Minny Pops,
Hot Snakes,
Brothers Johnson,
Rites of Spring,
The Monochrome Set,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Agent Orange,
The Five Americans,
Ohio Players,
Ice-T,
Cluster,
Saccharine Trust,
Inner City,
Fluxion,
Fat Boys,
Lebanon Hanover,
Livin' Joy,
A Certain Ratio,
The Searchers,
Ken Boothe,
Bill Near,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Television,
Kevin Saunderson,
Warsaw,
Eddi Front,
Barry Ungar,
Darondo,
The Last Poets,
Sugar Minott,
Excepter,
MC5,
Animal Collective,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Todd Terry,
The Leaves,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.