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 Cape Verde and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Lou Reed 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 Amon Düül to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Fort Wilson Riot. All the underground hits.
All The Walker Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Gang Dance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Model 500,
Dual Sessions,
Joe Finger,
Guru Guru,
Michelle Simonal,
Television Personalities,
Radiohead,
The Grass Roots,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Rites of Spring,
Piero Umiliani,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Slackers,
Jandek,
Von Mondo,
Scratch Acid,
Rekid,
Chris Corsano,
Intrusion,
The Electric Prunes,
The Blues Magoos,
Soul II Soul,
Rotary Connection,
Rakim,
Easy Going,
R.M.O.,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Neon Judgement,
Marc Almond,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Shoche,
Brothers Johnson,
Ralphi Rosario,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Thee Headcoats,
Don Cherry,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Delon & Dalcan,
KRS-One,
Fad Gadget,
Suicide,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Cymande,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Dorothy Ashby,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
FM Einheit,
David McCallum,
Negative Approach,
Sandy B,
The Red Krayola,
The Golliwogs,
Hardrive,
Johnny Osbourne,
Juan Atkins,
Agitation Free,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.