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 Croatia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 oboe 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo to the electroclash 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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Evens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Index,
Simply Red,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Radiohead,
Scan 7,
K-Klass,
The Blues Magoos,
The Doors,
DJ Sneak,
Agitation Free,
Peter and Kerry,
Yusef Lateef,
Eden Ahbez,
The Barracudas,
Reuben Wilson,
Judy Mowatt,
Clear Light,
Anakelly,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Skatalites,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Trojans,
PIL,
Tres Demented,
Ralphi Rosario,
Throbbing Gristle,
Skriet,
Panda Bear,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Model 500,
Wasted Youth,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Aaron Thompson,
Kool Moe Dee,
Tubeway Army,
The Fire Engines,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Nation of Ulysses,
Hashim,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sonic Youth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
L. Decosne,
Bush Tetras,
The Knickerbockers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
the Bar-Kays,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Easy Going,
Marmalade,
Freddie Wadling,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sandy B,
Rufus Thomas,
F. McDonald,
Fatback Band,
Fad Gadget,
Moebius,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.