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 Belgium and from Accra.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Bobby Womack to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Cure. All the underground hits.
All Interpol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid 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 rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Slits,
Ultravox,
Pantytec,
Monolake,
Vainqueur,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Oneida,
The Birthday Party,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Mojo Men,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Black Bananas,
Pylon,
Gerry Rafferty,
Funky Four + One,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ralphi Rosario,
Derrick May,
Jeff Lynne,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Soft Cell,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Jacques Brel,
Spandau Ballet,
Japan,
Inner City,
Zapp,
Public Enemy,
Eve St. Jones,
Supertramp,
Roxy Music,
Gang Starr,
Nas,
Alphaville,
Soft Cell,
Unrelated Segments,
Brothers Johnson,
Agitation Free,
Fluxion,
Slick Rick,
The New Christs,
June Days,
Schoolly D,
Fugazi,
Robert Hood,
Sam Rivers,
Tom Boy,
Swans,
Harmonia,
Fatback Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Smoke,
Hoover,
Ludus,
Todd Terry,
The Mummies,
DNA,
Shoche,
Byron Stingily,
The Cowsills,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Deadbeat,
The Gories,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.