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 Turkey and from Cairo.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 synthesizer 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 Dual Sessions to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gabor Szabo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Wings,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
KRS-One,
Sällskapet,
The Last Poets,
Oblivians,
Rakim,
The Martian,
Sugar Minott,
Lalann,
Bluetip,
Infiniti,
Japan,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Fluxion,
Severed Heads,
Piero Umiliani,
The Mojo Men,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Sonics,
Deadbeat,
Porter Ricks,
Motorama,
Soul Sonic Force,
the Bar-Kays,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Curtis Mayfield,
Trumans Water,
Marc Almond,
Mr. Review,
Max Romeo,
Danielle Patucci,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Graham Central Station,
Bad Manners,
Deakin,
Jeff Lynne,
The Vogues,
Ultimate Spinach,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Tommy Roe,
Adolescents,
Surgeon,
Gastr Del Sol,
Arab on Radar,
Roxy Music,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Association,
Anthony Braxton,
Scan 7,
The Blackbyrds,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Cramps,
Tomorrow,
Basic Channel,
Ronnie Foster,
Cameo,
The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.
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.