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 Albania and from Lille.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Sister Nancy to the disco 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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Bobby Sherman,
the Sonics,
Sparks,
Robert Görl,
Con Funk Shun,
Youth Brigade,
Flash Fearless,
The Cramps,
X-102,
the Slits,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Al Stewart,
Gerry Rafferty,
the Human League,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Janne Schatter,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Mojo Men,
Banda Bassotti,
Wolf Eyes,
Rosa Yemen,
Audionom,
The Doors,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Black Moon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Leonard Cohen,
Funkadelic,
The Associates,
Technova,
Pierre Henry,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Inner City,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Association,
Gabor Szabo,
Country Teasers,
Von Mondo,
Black Bananas,
John Coltrane,
The Divine Comedy,
Altered Images,
Amon Düül II,
Suburban Knight,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Iggy Pop,
Electric Prunes,
Toni Rubio,
Jacob Miller,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
a-ha,
Buzzcocks,
Agent Orange,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.