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 Vanuatu and from Manila.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Andrew Hill. All the underground hits.
All The Peanut Butter Conspiracy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a K-Klass record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
Delta 5,
Minny Pops,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gabor Szabo,
The Velvet Underground,
David Axelrod,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Alison Limerick,
Neu!,
Joy Division,
Aaron Thompson,
Bang On A Can,
Second Layer,
Livin' Joy,
U.S. Maple,
The Kinks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Davy DMX,
Gang Gang Dance,
the Slits,
Glenn Branca,
Jesper Dahlback,
Moss Icon,
kango's stein massive,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Johnny Osbourne,
Vainqueur,
A Certain Ratio,
The Stooges,
Eurythmics,
Sandy B,
Tears for Fears,
Qualms,
Bronski Beat,
Sex Pistols,
Stockholm Monsters,
Radio Birdman,
Colin Newman,
Erasure,
Radiohead,
Tommy Roe,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
David McCallum,
L. Decosne,
The Buckinghams,
Todd Terry,
Altered Images,
The Martian,
Cluster,
Amon Düül,
Pantaleimon,
Y Pants,
Sam Rivers,
Rekid,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Popol Vuh,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The American Breed,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.