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 Paraguay and from Lyon.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lille.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Ultramagnetic MC's to the funk 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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry Gold Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lou Christie,
Reuben Wilson,
ABC,
Boogie Down Productions,
Amon Düül II,
Funky Four + One,
The Modern Lovers,
Icehouse,
Echospace,
B.T. Express,
Bobby Sherman,
Country Teasers,
Scientists,
Lightning Bolt,
Public Image Ltd.,
Underground Resistance,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Sonics,
Mary Jane Girls,
Maleditus Sound,
These Immortal Souls,
Skriet,
DJ Sneak,
The Fugs,
Yazoo,
The Pretty Things,
The Move,
The Fall,
Dennis Brown,
Eden Ahbez,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Surgeon,
Bush Tetras,
Anakelly,
Grey Daturas,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bluetip,
OOIOO,
Mantronix,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sex Pistols,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Man Eating Sloth,
Howard Jones,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Doors,
Agitation Free,
Sandy B,
Girls At Our Best!,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Fania All-Stars,
Joy Division,
Davy DMX,
Stetsasonic,
John Cale,
Steve Hackett,
Swans,
Cheater Slicks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Junior Murvin,
Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco.
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.