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 Monaco and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 snare 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 Average White Band to the techno 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 Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Byron Stingily 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Durutti Column,
Infiniti,
The Barracudas,
Brand Nubian,
Pet Shop Boys,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
AZ,
The Alarm Clocks,
Thompson Twins,
Sarah Menescal,
Anthony Braxton,
Soul II Soul,
The American Breed,
DJ Style,
Clear Light,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Donny Hathaway,
Marine Girls,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Country Joe & The Fish,
These Immortal Souls,
Steve Hackett,
The Toasters,
Amazonics,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Minutemen,
Black Sheep,
Moby Grape,
Marc Almond,
Bobby Sherman,
Ituana,
Panda Bear,
The Fire Engines,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Blues Magoos,
Althea and Donna,
Metal Thangz,
The Velvet Underground,
Main Source,
The Kinks,
Gang Starr,
Tom Boy,
Bobby Byrd,
Duran Duran,
Dual Sessions,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Howard Jones,
Roxette,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Desert Stars,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The New Christs,
Barbara Tucker,
Matthew Halsall,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Unrelated Segments,
Sällskapet,
R.M.O.,
Joe Smooth,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.