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 Sri Lanka and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 güiro 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 DeepChord presents Echospace to the dance 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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Real Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The American Breed,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Electric Prunes,
The Five Americans,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rotary Connection,
The Doors,
Matthew Bourne,
Unrelated Segments,
Eric Copeland,
Duran Duran,
Marcia Griffiths,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Cowsills,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Cure,
Ronan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Agent Orange,
Roxette,
Intrusion,
Robert Görl,
Agitation Free,
Scan 7,
Boredoms,
Pierre Henry,
Erykah Badu,
Morten Harket,
ABC,
Zapp,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Todd Rundgren,
Jacob Miller,
cv313,
Delta 5,
The Knickerbockers,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bang On A Can,
Carl Craig,
The Detroit Cobras,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Television Personalities,
Rapeman,
The Monochrome Set,
Lungfish,
Rites of Spring,
Bad Manners,
Sonic Youth,
the Human League,
Barbara Tucker,
Marshall Jefferson,
a-ha,
Blancmange,
Bill Near,
Crooked Eye,
Animal Collective,
Lyres,
Peter and Kerry,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Swans,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.