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 Somalia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Livin' Joy to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Henry Cow. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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?
The Skatalites,
Terry Callier,
Alice Coltrane,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Moebius,
Bizarre Inc.,
Boz Scaggs,
Aswad,
Nik Kershaw,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ludus,
Simply Red,
John Cale,
Schoolly D,
MC5,
The Music Machine,
the Fania All-Stars,
the Germs,
Radiopuhelimet,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Youth Brigade,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Little Man,
Subhumans,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Index,
Au Pairs,
Cymande,
Be Bop Deluxe,
the Sonics,
Glambeats Corp.,
Nas,
Janne Schatter,
kango's stein massive,
Shuggie Otis,
Kerrie Biddell,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Susan Cadogan,
Theoretical Girls,
Vladislav Delay,
Faraquet,
The Cosmic Jokers,
JFA,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Half Japanese,
Lou Reed,
David McCallum,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sound Behaviour,
The Searchers,
Amon Düül II,
Main Source,
Morten Harket,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kayak,
Gichy Dan,
The Last Poets,
Fluxion,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Erasure,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.