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 Turkmenistan and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Bob Dylan to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All The Royal Family And The Poor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
the Normal,
Massinfluence,
R.M.O.,
Isaac Hayes,
The New Christs,
Yusef Lateef,
The Shadows of Knight,
Jeru the Damaja,
Dennis Brown,
Danielle Patucci,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Warren Ellis,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Piero Umiliani,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Girls At Our Best!,
Albert Ayler,
Skaos,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Minny Pops,
Faraquet,
The Doors,
The Stooges,
Arab on Radar,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Mantronix,
Thee Headcoats,
Angry Samoans,
UT,
Tomorrow,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Idris Muhammad,
Kayak,
the Bar-Kays,
Unwound,
The Index,
Symarip,
Mission of Burma,
David Axelrod,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Livin' Joy,
Michelle Simonal,
Hasil Adkins,
DJ Style,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sarah Menescal,
Deakin,
Eli Mardock,
Masters at Work,
Zapp,
Ultra Naté,
Boogie Down Productions,
One Last Wish,
Todd Rundgren,
Tears for Fears,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Shuggie Otis,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Tim Buckley,
The Cramps,
Blancmange,
Qualms,
Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu.
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.