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 El Salvador and from Lagos.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Peter and Kerry to the grunge 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 Ohio Players. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a EPMD record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lucky Dragons,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kaleidoscope,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Matthew Bourne,
Supertramp,
The Motions,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lungfish,
The Standells,
Donald Byrd,
10cc,
Bad Manners,
Country Teasers,
Lindisfarne,
LL Cool J,
Terry Callier,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Fat Boys,
Dennis Brown,
Audionom,
Das Ding,
Gang Starr,
Pharoah Sanders,
Carl Craig,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Subhumans,
K-Klass,
The Vogues,
China Crisis,
The Seeds,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Moody Blues,
Clear Light,
Chrome,
The Detroit Cobras,
Janne Schatter,
Deepchord,
Alton Ellis,
Unrelated Segments,
The Stooges,
Iggy Pop,
The Martian,
Youth Brigade,
Symarip,
Ronnie Foster,
Ultra Naté,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Qualms,
Mark Hollis,
Altered Images,
Television,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Human League,
The Alarm Clocks,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Aural Exciters,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Whodini,
Neu!,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.