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 Hungary and from Woodstock.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 a-ha to the punk 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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All Mo-Dettes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pere Ubu,
Rotary Connection,
The Slits,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jawbox,
Robert Hood,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Malaria!,
The Move,
The Red Krayola,
Ornette Coleman,
Kool Moe Dee,
Theoretical Girls,
Marc Almond,
The Seeds,
The Litter,
The J.B.'s,
Soulsonic Force,
PIL,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Josef K,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tears for Fears,
Yaz,
Jacob Miller,
Bronski Beat,
The Residents,
Wolf Eyes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sam Rivers,
Alice Coltrane,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
June Days,
Minutemen,
Altered Images,
Con Funk Shun,
Hoover,
Goldenarms,
Chris & Cosey,
the Association,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Peter and Kerry,
Magma,
Talk Talk,
Faust,
Kerri Chandler,
Moss Icon,
Blake Baxter,
The Mummies,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sandy B,
Tomorrow,
Newcleus,
The Index,
Roger Hodgson,
Freddie Wadling,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock 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.