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 Philippines and from Lagos.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 Buzzcocks to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Standells. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Hasil Adkins,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sound Behaviour,
Procol Harum,
Masters at Work,
Kevin Saunderson,
Franke,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Avey Tare,
Todd Rundgren,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Electric Prunes,
Faraquet,
A Certain Ratio,
Cybotron,
Jacques Brel,
the Normal,
John Cale,
Ronnie Foster,
Theoretical Girls,
The Vogues,
Barclay James Harvest,
Eric Dolphy,
Pierre Henry,
Lindisfarne,
The Star Department,
The Grass Roots,
Reuben Wilson,
Amon Düül,
Don Cherry,
Skaos,
Mo-Dettes,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gabor Szabo,
Kerrie Biddell,
Erasure,
The Moleskins,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Moody Blues,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
10cc,
L. Decosne,
The Durutti Column,
Tres Demented,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
X-102,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Fortunes,
Gang of Four,
Sun Ra,
Infiniti,
Barrington Levy,
Bush Tetras,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Leaves,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Marine Girls,
Kayak,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.