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 Ivory Coast and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lyon.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Dennis Brown to the jazz 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mars,
Camberwell Now,
Slave,
Sandy B,
Joensuu 1685,
Rod Modell,
Fluxion,
Theoretical Girls,
Thee Headcoats,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
the Human League,
Bobby Sherman,
Das Ding,
Jerry's Kids,
Ronnie Foster,
Bill Wells,
Easy Going,
Procol Harum,
Lee Hazlewood,
Hot Snakes,
The Slackers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Throbbing Gristle,
Scott Walker,
The Birthday Party,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Black Bananas,
Alphaville,
Delon & Dalcan,
Agent Orange,
The Durutti Column,
Animal Collective,
Lower 48,
One Last Wish,
Jeff Lynne,
The Grass Roots,
Basic Channel,
Hardrive,
Warsaw,
The Kinks,
The Victims,
Mr. Review,
the Sonics,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Soft Machine,
The Slits,
The Gap Band,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Aswad,
Fugazi,
The Remains,
Qualms,
PIL,
Barclay James Harvest,
Don Cherry,
8 Eyed Spy,
Malaria!,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.