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 Germany and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 chamberlin 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 Avey Tare to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Porter Ricks 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Toni Rubio,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Trojans,
Scratch Acid,
The Mojo Men,
Chris Corsano,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
X-102,
Silicon Teens,
Wire,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Erasure,
The Invisible,
Terrestrial Tones,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sparks,
Jacques Brel,
Morten Harket,
La Düsseldorf,
Robert Wyatt,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Slits,
One Last Wish,
Minnie Riperton,
Cameo,
Curtis Mayfield,
AZ,
Girls At Our Best!,
Tommy Roe,
The Beau Brummels,
Accadde A,
Matthew Bourne,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Smiths,
Moebius,
Black Sheep,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rakim,
Derrick May,
Quando Quango,
Outsiders,
Thee Headcoats,
Soul II Soul,
Max Romeo,
The American Breed,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Unwound,
H. Thieme,
Byron Stingily,
Scrapy,
Make Up,
Ponytail,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Yusef Lateef,
Altered Images,
Radiopuhelimet,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Roxette, Roxette, Roxette, Roxette.
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.