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 Switzerland and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Scan 7 to the dance 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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Connie Case record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Niagra,
Angry Samoans,
FM Einheit,
The Slits,
The Gories,
Sun Ra,
The Gun Club,
The Names,
Suburban Knight,
Joe Smooth,
Qualms,
June of 44,
Amon Düül,
Fela Kuti,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
X-101,
Technova,
The Buckinghams,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ituana,
World's Most,
Yaz,
Brick,
The Dave Clark Five,
Neil Young,
Rotary Connection,
Flash Fearless,
Make Up,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
David Bowie,
T.S.O.L.,
JFA,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gong,
The Doors,
Gabor Szabo,
Basic Channel,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Maurizio,
Soul Sonic Force,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
New York Dolls,
Spoonie Gee,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Barry Ungar,
Japan,
Stiv Bators,
Q65,
Erykah Badu,
Youth Brigade,
Monolake,
Metal Thangz,
E-Dancer,
The Gladiators,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Motions,
Mark Hollis,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.