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 Chile and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Cheater Slicks to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Minor Threat,
Arab on Radar,
Lower 48,
The Knickerbockers,
Brick,
Monks,
Scott Walker,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Max Romeo,
Interpol,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bob Dylan,
June of 44,
Pantaleimon,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Young Rascals,
Tears for Fears,
Reuben Wilson,
Brothers Johnson,
Infiniti,
Lalann,
Duran Duran,
Spoonie Gee,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Flamin' Groovies,
The United States of America,
Stetsasonic,
Royal Trux,
Scientists,
Pole,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Faraquet,
Sonny Sharrock,
Simply Red,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Motorama,
Black Flag,
Visage,
Fluxion,
Junior Murvin,
Eddi Front,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Raincoats,
Qualms,
Dave Gahan,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Five Americans,
Ultimate Spinach,
Tres Demented,
Rapeman,
New Order,
Siglo XX,
EPMD,
Kurtis Blow,
Iggy Pop,
Yusef Lateef,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.