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 Uzbekistan and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Alphaville to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Music Machine. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Bob Dylan,
Mandrill,
Peter and Kerry,
Rod Modell,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Vogues,
Cameo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Isaac Hayes,
Q and Not U,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tommy Roe,
Icehouse,
Khruangbin,
Eric B and Rakim,
Stiv Bators,
Gerry Rafferty,
DJ Sneak,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Fuzztones,
Skriet,
Boz Scaggs,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Con Funk Shun,
The Happenings,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
X-Ray Spex,
Funkadelic,
Malaria!,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Al Stewart,
Fluxion,
Suicide,
Man Parrish,
The Alarm Clocks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Prince Buster,
Adolescents,
Siglo XX,
Faust,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Flipper,
The Saints,
Soulsonic Force,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Minny Pops,
The Slackers,
Organ,
David McCallum,
Gastr Del Sol,
Tears for Fears,
The Electric Prunes,
The Motions,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ossler,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.