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 Portugal and from Tehran.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 Leonard Cohen to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Sam Rivers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Nation of Ulysses,
Joensuu 1685,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Heaven 17,
Ultravox,
Electric Prunes,
The J.B.'s,
Delta 5,
Kayak,
David McCallum,
Magazine,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sight & Sound,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Matthew Bourne,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pagans,
Guru Guru,
The Smoke,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lucky Dragons,
Blancmange,
Accadde A,
Hasil Adkins,
Cymande,
Qualms,
Flash Fearless,
Patti Smith,
The Blues Magoos,
Bootsy Collins,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Matthew Halsall,
Roger Hodgson,
Peter and Kerry,
Mad Mike,
The Stooges,
Chris Corsano,
Gang Green,
Lakeside,
The Standells,
Warren Ellis,
New York Dolls,
Sound Behaviour,
Deakin,
Laurel Aitken,
DNA,
PIL,
the Swans,
Erasure,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Fela Kuti,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.