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 Spain and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 D'Angelo to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All Desert Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Searchers,
Laurel Aitken,
China Crisis,
The Vogues,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Suburban Knight,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Birthday Party,
Black Bananas,
Ohio Players,
Henry Cow,
Black Pus,
Royal Trux,
Fugazi,
Con Funk Shun,
Model 500,
Scrapy,
Avey Tare,
Electric Prunes,
The Human League,
Funkadelic,
The Monks,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Litter,
Johnny Clarke,
Unwound,
Icehouse,
Gil Scott Heron,
Radio Birdman,
Darondo,
Unrelated Segments,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Dead C,
Main Source,
Joey Negro,
Graham Central Station,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lalann,
Robert Hood,
Byron Stingily,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Human League,
Sandy B,
The Monochrome Set,
Animal Collective,
John Coltrane,
Fatback Band,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pole,
Mr. Review,
Talk Talk,
Pantaleimon,
Boz Scaggs,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Heaven 17,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.