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 Liberia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Heaven 17 to the rock 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 Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All Gang of Four tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
Second Layer,
Basic Channel,
Hardrive,
The Cowsills,
The Golliwogs,
Guru Guru,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Mission of Burma,
Eve St. Jones,
Ludus,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Max Romeo,
Pussy Galore,
Wolf Eyes,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Selecter,
La Düsseldorf,
the Fania All-Stars,
Scan 7,
The Invisible,
Stiv Bators,
Hoover,
Marvin Gaye,
Minnie Riperton,
The Searchers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Fat Boys,
Subhumans,
World's Most,
Kayak,
The Leaves,
The Human League,
Q65,
the Bar-Kays,
Avey Tare,
Public Enemy,
John Cale,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Robert Wyatt,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Walker Brothers,
Stereo Dub,
Television,
Unwound,
Motorama,
Gregory Isaacs,
Robert Görl,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Saccharine Trust,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Nils Olav,
Slave,
Blancmange,
CMW,
Glenn Branca,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.