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 Malaysia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 clarinet 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 LL Cool J to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eyeless In Gaza 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pussy Galore record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
The Gories,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rotary Connection,
Vladislav Delay,
Popol Vuh,
The American Breed,
Procol Harum,
Steve Hackett,
Iggy Pop,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Dave Clark Five,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ituana,
The Kinks,
the Fania All-Stars,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Model 500,
Gong,
Faraquet,
Au Pairs,
John Cale,
a-ha,
China Crisis,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Skaos,
LL Cool J,
Faust,
Brass Construction,
Janne Schatter,
Rapeman,
The Martian,
Japan,
Minny Pops,
Soul Sonic Force,
Clear Light,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Scrapy,
Suicide,
Quadrant,
Bootsy Collins,
Siglo XX,
Outsiders,
cv313,
the Germs,
Pierre Henry,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
DNA,
X-Ray Spex,
Roger Hodgson,
Dawn Penn,
Pussy Galore,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lou Reed,
Massinfluence,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Albert Ayler,
Public Image Ltd.,
Henry Cow,
Inner City,
Colin Newman,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.