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 Cyprus and from Mexico City.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 punk 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 Standells. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Connie Case,
Scion,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Erasure,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ronnie Foster,
Lalann,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Darondo,
Gang Gang Dance,
Shoche,
Ituana,
Rufus Thomas,
Nation of Ulysses,
Unwound,
Deepchord,
Toni Rubio,
Grandmaster Flash,
B.T. Express,
Index,
Andrew Hill,
The Move,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Aaron Thompson,
Lungfish,
Sandy B,
Peter & Gordon,
Barclay James Harvest,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Adolescents,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Associates,
Fela Kuti,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kas Product,
Clear Light,
Joey Negro,
Babytalk,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Agent Orange,
EPMD,
Rites of Spring,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Janne Schatter,
Slave,
Tommy Roe,
Panda Bear,
The Slackers,
D'Angelo,
The Cure,
Tim Buckley,
The Five Americans,
Qualms,
Gang of Four,
Matthew Bourne,
Nas,
The Blackbyrds,
Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield.
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.