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 Andorra and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Woodstock.
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 linndrum 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 Ohio Players to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Hashim,
Easy Going,
The Offenders,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lower 48,
Prince Buster,
Cecil Taylor,
Wire,
Aswad,
Swans,
This Heat,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pylon,
Quadrant,
Minnie Riperton,
The Velvet Underground,
Panda Bear,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Franke,
D'Angelo,
Steve Hackett,
Ralphi Rosario,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
B.T. Express,
Soulsonic Force,
Altered Images,
The Mummies,
48th St. Collective,
Hasil Adkins,
Dennis Brown,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sällskapet,
John Holt,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Yusef Lateef,
Marvin Gaye,
The Fire Engines,
The Real Kids,
Black Bananas,
Bauhaus,
The Fuzztones,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ultravox,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Mr. Review,
Soul Sonic Force,
Rotary Connection,
Joe Smooth,
H. Thieme,
The Buckinghams,
Negative Approach,
The Young Rascals,
Yaz,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Arab on Radar,
Connie Case,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Robert Hood,
Shuggie Otis,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.