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 United Kingdom and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe 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 Fatback Band to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Royal Trux,
Bob Dylan,
The United States of America,
ABC,
Ultravox,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
New Order,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Masters at Work,
Roxy Music,
Public Image Ltd.,
EPMD,
Q and Not U,
Tres Demented,
The Standells,
Jimmy McGriff,
Robert Görl,
Albert Ayler,
L. Decosne,
Gang Green,
Carl Craig,
The Divine Comedy,
Danielle Patucci,
Bluetip,
Index,
The Offenders,
Liliput,
Rekid,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
One Last Wish,
Hardrive,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pere Ubu,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Groovy Waters,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sister Nancy,
Black Flag,
Funkadelic,
Ken Boothe,
Whodini,
Amazonics,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Urselle,
Vladislav Delay,
The Victims,
Todd Rundgren,
Peter and Kerry,
Public Enemy,
The Detroit Cobras,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Josef K,
The Golliwogs,
Michelle Simonal,
The Red Krayola,
Nico,
The Happenings,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Cluster,
The Last Poets,
Stockholm Monsters,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.