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 France and from Glasgow.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Rapeman to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Charles Mingus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Guru Guru,
The Martian,
Zapp,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Loose Ends,
Byron Stingily,
Matthew Bourne,
Bob Dylan,
Maleditus Sound,
Flash Fearless,
Liliput,
Youth Brigade,
The Slits,
Rapeman,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Goldenarms,
Sonic Youth,
The Fugs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Nik Kershaw,
Minny Pops,
Technova,
Junior Murvin,
Delta 5,
Cecil Taylor,
Los Fastidios,
Rotary Connection,
the Fania All-Stars,
Saccharine Trust,
Lungfish,
Laurel Aitken,
Vladislav Delay,
Marine Girls,
Mark Hollis,
The Modern Lovers,
Bluetip,
The Remains,
Inner City,
Das Ding,
Judy Mowatt,
Bobby Sherman,
Y Pants,
Scion,
Pylon,
Flipper,
The Blues Magoos,
Barbara Tucker,
Drive Like Jehu,
Model 500,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Boz Scaggs,
Nirvana,
Crispy Ambulance,
ABBA,
Robert Wyatt,
OOIOO,
Boogie Down Productions,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ultra Naté,
Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox.
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.