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 Ethiopia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the jazz 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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All Sugar Minott tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Motorama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Pantaleimon,
kango's stein massive,
The Neon Judgement,
John Holt,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ultimate Spinach,
Infiniti,
The Golliwogs,
Ronnie Foster,
Rhythm & Sound,
Brand Nubian,
Nico,
Harry Pussy,
Scrapy,
Peter & Gordon,
Quadrant,
Eric Dolphy,
Whodini,
Grauzone,
Supertramp,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Cluster,
Nirvana,
The Saints,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bauhaus,
Lindisfarne,
Stiv Bators,
Organ,
DNA,
Cameo,
John Cale,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Eurythmics,
Q and Not U,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Amon Düül,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Star Department,
Flamin' Groovies,
Hardrive,
Funky Four + One,
Accadde A,
The Fall,
Laurel Aitken,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Masters at Work,
James White and The Blacks,
Section 25,
New York Dolls,
B.T. Express,
Cal Tjader,
The Litter,
Deepchord,
Japan,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.