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 Lithuania and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sparks to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All Desert Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Saccharine Trust,
The Mojo Men,
The Fortunes,
Lower 48,
Eric Dolphy,
Kerrie Biddell,
Joey Negro,
The Electric Prunes,
Slave,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Todd Rundgren,
Loose Ends,
Spandau Ballet,
Animal Collective,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Shuggie Otis,
Cheater Slicks,
the Bar-Kays,
Excepter,
Man Parrish,
China Crisis,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Unwound,
Amon Düül II,
Barry Ungar,
Reuben Wilson,
Alton Ellis,
Masters at Work,
Boogie Down Productions,
Al Stewart,
Eden Ahbez,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Marmalade,
Bob Dylan,
The Red Krayola,
Ultimate Spinach,
Tropical Tobacco,
Morten Harket,
Electric Prunes,
Silicon Teens,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kayak,
Thee Headcoats,
KRS-One,
JFA,
Depeche Mode,
Mantronix,
Aloha Tigers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
World's Most,
Sight & Sound,
Chris Corsano,
Cal Tjader,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Human League,
Arthur Verocai,
These Immortal Souls,
Ronan,
Eurythmics,
Scion,
Ornette Coleman,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.