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 Ireland and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Hong Kong.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Joy Division to the disco 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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Richard Hell and the Voidoids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
Babytalk,
Max Romeo,
Monolake,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Smog,
Todd Rundgren,
Circle Jerks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Association,
UT,
Cymande,
Zero Boys,
Lindisfarne,
Pulsallama,
Sister Nancy,
The Trojans,
Kaleidoscope,
Gang Starr,
Malaria!,
Wings,
Patti Smith,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Laurel Aitken,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Eddi Front,
Eden Ahbez,
Nas,
Sun City Girls,
Crispy Ambulance,
Mantronix,
Judy Mowatt,
New Age Steppers,
The Happenings,
Soft Machine,
The Sonics,
Scrapy,
Roxy Music,
Vladislav Delay,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Steve Hackett,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Piero Umiliani,
Derrick Morgan,
Moebius,
Rites of Spring,
Ituana,
Rufus Thomas,
Bizarre Inc.,
Buzzcocks,
Girls At Our Best!,
E-Dancer,
Roger Hodgson,
Slick Rick,
The Mummies,
The Cure,
The Slackers,
The Blackbyrds,
The Count Five,
Skriet,
Yaz,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.