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 Iraq and from Tehran.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 mellotron 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 Black Flag to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultra Naté record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Electric Prunes,
Intrusion,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ponytail,
Arcadia,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sparks,
Bill Wells,
The Motions,
Heaven 17,
Grey Daturas,
Dawn Penn,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
the Germs,
Pet Shop Boys,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Excepter,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kerrie Biddell,
Monks,
Leonard Cohen,
OOIOO,
Public Image Ltd.,
Barbara Tucker,
Maleditus Sound,
Cheater Slicks,
The Walker Brothers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ralphi Rosario,
Funky Four + One,
Echospace,
Nico,
Average White Band,
Lucky Dragons,
Anakelly,
Mr. Review,
Suburban Knight,
Bauhaus,
Lakeside,
Janne Schatter,
Crispy Ambulance,
Neil Young,
Nik Kershaw,
Jimmy McGriff,
Skaos,
The Dead C,
Tomorrow,
The Durutti Column,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Spoonie Gee,
Ultravox,
The Monochrome Set,
Metal Thangz,
L. Decosne,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Quadrant,
Piero Umiliani,
Massinfluence,
Fatback Band,
Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach.
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.