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 Guinea and from Manila.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Lou Reed 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 Public Enemy to the funk 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 Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scratch Acid,
Brass Construction,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Monochrome Set,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jeff Lynne,
10cc,
The Gun Club,
Brand Nubian,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Grass Roots,
Amazonics,
Roxette,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Japan,
Jacob Miller,
cv313,
Absolute Body Control,
Avey Tare,
Au Pairs,
The Flesh Eaters,
The United States of America,
Sun City Girls,
Wasted Youth,
Colin Newman,
The Fire Engines,
Fad Gadget,
The Dave Clark Five,
Boredoms,
Faust,
Ituana,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Malaria!,
The Move,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Todd Rundgren,
Fear,
The Martian,
Scion,
Johnny Osbourne,
Roger Hodgson,
The Slackers,
Oblivians,
Marmalade,
The Smoke,
The Beau Brummels,
Banda Bassotti,
The Pretty Things,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Von Mondo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Donny Hathaway,
These Immortal Souls,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Reagan Youth,
Talk Talk,
Schoolly D,
Chris & Cosey,
Dual Sessions,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.