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 Mauritius and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Stockholm and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 spring reverb 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 Moebius to the disco 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 UT. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Barrington Levy,
D'Angelo,
Matthew Bourne,
DJ Sneak,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Godley & Creme,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Spoonie Gee,
The Sound,
Make Up,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Johnny Osbourne,
Blake Baxter,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Public Enemy,
Young Marble Giants,
F. McDonald,
Black Sheep,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
10cc,
Sandy B,
Marvin Gaye,
The Doobie Brothers,
Drive Like Jehu,
Cymande,
Soft Cell,
ABBA,
Bizarre Inc.,
Panda Bear,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Tomorrow,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Joe Smooth,
Jeff Lynne,
Fugazi,
Trumans Water,
Deakin,
Sex Pistols,
Little Man,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Theoretical Girls,
K-Klass,
Judy Mowatt,
Section 25,
Television,
Yellowson,
Eric B and Rakim,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Brass Construction,
Essential Logic,
Funky Four + One,
Fear,
The Moleskins,
Marc Almond,
Ronan,
Roger Hodgson,
Pantaleimon,
Subhumans,
The Buckinghams,
Bill Wells,
Traffic Nightmare,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.