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 Spain and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 synthesizer 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 Man Parrish to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers 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 theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxette record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Unwound,
Con Funk Shun,
Metal Thangz,
Peter & Gordon,
Quantec,
Lalann,
The Evens,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jimmy McGriff,
Joensuu 1685,
Inner City,
Bluetip,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Adolescents,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Gap Band,
Amazonics,
Henry Cow,
Grandmaster Flash,
Dead Boys,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Electric Prunes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Human League,
John Holt,
Simply Red,
PIL,
Gang of Four,
Tommy Roe,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Swell Maps,
Babytalk,
Chris Corsano,
Magazine,
Guru Guru,
Blossom Toes,
World's Most,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gong,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ludus,
Lightning Bolt,
U.S. Maple,
Interpol,
Supertramp,
Mad Mike,
Niagra,
Bootsy Collins,
The Barracudas,
The Trojans,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Icehouse,
Bobby Byrd,
CMW,
Letta Mbulu,
Kenny Larkin,
The Mummies,
Soft Cell,
Brass Construction,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.