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 Uzbekistan and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 Philadelphia and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 güiro 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 Can to the dance 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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Moebius,
Stetsasonic,
Livin' Joy,
Connie Case,
Public Image Ltd.,
June Days,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
ABBA,
LL Cool J,
The Golliwogs,
K-Klass,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Japan,
Fear,
Rufus Thomas,
OOIOO,
Depeche Mode,
Avey Tare,
Minnie Riperton,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Moss Icon,
Country Teasers,
Heaven 17,
Jeru the Damaja,
Yazoo,
The Sonics,
Half Japanese,
Lungfish,
Donny Hathaway,
Swans,
Pulsallama,
Spandau Ballet,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Judy Mowatt,
Public Enemy,
Minor Threat,
Main Source,
The Standells,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
FM Einheit,
Henry Cow,
The Fire Engines,
Reuben Wilson,
The Trojans,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lou Reed,
Qualms,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Brothers Johnson,
D'Angelo,
Soul II Soul,
Wasted Youth,
Piero Umiliani,
Negative Approach,
Parry Music,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.