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 Singapore and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Average White Band to the jazz 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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
Eric Dolphy,
Boredoms,
OOIOO,
Marc Almond,
The Doors,
Aaron Thompson,
John Coltrane,
Electric Prunes,
Pagans,
Sight & Sound,
Cybotron,
Section 25,
Talk Talk,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Soul Sonic Force,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Eden Ahbez,
Ash Ra Tempel,
These Immortal Souls,
Yusef Lateef,
Roger Hodgson,
The Star Department,
The Moody Blues,
L. Decosne,
F. McDonald,
Loose Ends,
Swans,
Chrome,
AZ,
Lou Christie,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Half Japanese,
Tears for Fears,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Negative Approach,
Nas,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Zeros,
Joensuu 1685,
Country Teasers,
Judy Mowatt,
Eli Mardock,
John Lydon,
DJ Sneak,
Steve Hackett,
Tim Buckley,
Yellowson,
Tubeway Army,
Chris Corsano,
Glenn Branca,
Desert Stars,
The New Christs,
Dark Day,
Cal Tjader,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.