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 Jamaica and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Buzzcocks,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bush Tetras,
Idris Muhammad,
Animal Collective,
James White and The Blacks,
Donald Byrd,
Rapeman,
Albert Ayler,
Sarah Menescal,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Scientists,
Faust,
La Düsseldorf,
David Axelrod,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Barry Ungar,
The Fortunes,
Agitation Free,
Derrick Morgan,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gang Gang Dance,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Cameo,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Moleskins,
Popol Vuh,
Half Japanese,
Blake Baxter,
The Star Department,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Silicon Teens,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lungfish,
the Slits,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Associates,
Alice Coltrane,
Fluxion,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Matthew Halsall,
The Monks,
Mantronix,
Sexual Harrassment,
Model 500,
The Modern Lovers,
Bad Manners,
Ronnie Foster,
The J.B.'s,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ituana,
The Moody Blues,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Shoche,
Little Man,
Danielle Patucci,
Inner City,
Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks.
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.