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 Niger and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Donald Fagen 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 Aural Exciters to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Leaves. All the underground hits.
All Magma 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 electroclash 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 güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Jerry's Kids,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lou Christie,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Brand Nubian,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hardrive,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Wire,
Nation of Ulysses,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gong,
Leonard Cohen,
Scott Walker,
Derrick Morgan,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ultra Naté,
Ohio Players,
Johnny Osbourne,
Television,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Slackers,
Unrelated Segments,
The Evens,
Faust,
Thee Headcoats,
Section 25,
Y Pants,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Sound,
Popol Vuh,
Magma,
Lalann,
Terrestrial Tones,
Silicon Teens,
8 Eyed Spy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Davy DMX,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ponytail,
Wolf Eyes,
Scientists,
The Mummies,
Eric Dolphy,
Sällskapet,
Young Marble Giants,
Jeff Mills,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nils Olav,
The Residents,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Average White Band,
Barrington Levy,
Donny Hathaway,
Guru Guru,
Interpol,
World's Most,
Prince Buster,
Alison Limerick,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.