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 Japan and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 Beijing and Madrid.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Alarm Clocks to the techno 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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Grandmaster Flash,
Wings,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The United States of America,
Underground Resistance,
F. McDonald,
Barclay James Harvest,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Last Poets,
Warsaw,
Rites of Spring,
Lou Christie,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
10cc,
The Gories,
Chris Corsano,
Lalann,
Circle Jerks,
Supertramp,
Lungfish,
Aural Exciters,
Kurtis Blow,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Alison Limerick,
The Grass Roots,
Simply Red,
The Velvet Underground,
Colin Newman,
The Doors,
Flipper,
Mad Mike,
Pylon,
Roger Hodgson,
Japan,
Bootsy Collins,
Von Mondo,
Television Personalities,
MC5,
Hashim,
The Electric Prunes,
Bobby Sherman,
Yusef Lateef,
The Modern Lovers,
Spandau Ballet,
Shuggie Otis,
CMW,
Vainqueur,
The Black Dice,
Carl Craig,
The Slits,
Drexciya,
David Bowie,
The Techniques,
Unwound,
Eli Mardock,
Mission of Burma,
Davy DMX,
Urselle, Urselle, Urselle, Urselle.
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.