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 Kosovo and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band 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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet 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 Last Poets,
Lower 48,
U.S. Maple,
AZ,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sight & Sound,
Lightning Bolt,
Marvin Gaye,
Half Japanese,
Rhythm & Sound,
Average White Band,
Peter & Gordon,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
John Cale,
Essential Logic,
Section 25,
Livin' Joy,
The New Christs,
One Last Wish,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
kango's stein massive,
The Flesh Eaters,
Robert Wyatt,
Tim Buckley,
John Lydon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Amazonics,
Wire,
The J.B.'s,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
This Heat,
Bauhaus,
Masters at Work,
Duran Duran,
Funky Four + One,
Thee Headcoats,
Easy Going,
Eden Ahbez,
Blossom Toes,
Jacques Brel,
Gang of Four,
Pagans,
Cheater Slicks,
The Modern Lovers,
Das Ding,
Bobby Hutcherson,
These Immortal Souls,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Danielle Patucci,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Angels of Light,
Monolake,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lakeside,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
X-Ray Spex,
Magma,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Mission of Burma,
Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia.
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.