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 Djibouti and from Paris.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Robert Palmer 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 the Germs to the techno 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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sam Rivers 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Nils Olav,
Soft Machine,
Youth Brigade,
The Saints,
Freddie Wadling,
Joey Negro,
Derrick May,
Peter & Gordon,
David McCallum,
Ludus,
Boogie Down Productions,
Dennis Brown,
Harmonia,
Average White Band,
Wire,
The Beau Brummels,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Electric Prunes,
Reuben Wilson,
The Dead C,
Ornette Coleman,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gang of Four,
Rites of Spring,
Hashim,
Surgeon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Pretty Things,
Kenny Larkin,
Absolute Body Control,
Buzzcocks,
Carl Craig,
John Cale,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Funkadelic,
Robert Hood,
B.T. Express,
The Motions,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Scrapy,
Ken Boothe,
The Detroit Cobras,
Mr. Review,
Television,
T. Rex,
Delon & Dalcan,
Arthur Verocai,
AZ,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Monolake,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Grass Roots,
Black Bananas,
Japan,
The Human League,
Gabor Szabo,
OOIOO,
Kas Product,
Ituana,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jeff Mills,
Kurtis Blow,
Frankie Knuckles,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.