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 United Kingdom and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Brothers Johnson 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron. All the underground hits.
All The Peanut Butter Conspiracy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Popol Vuh record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Make Up,
Franke,
Roger Hodgson,
Warren Ellis,
Basic Channel,
Flipper,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Terry Callier,
Smog,
T.S.O.L.,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Todd Rundgren,
Massinfluence,
The Monks,
The Dirtbombs,
Colin Newman,
Steve Hackett,
Whodini,
Rotary Connection,
Wasted Youth,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Shadows of Knight,
Barclay James Harvest,
cv313,
The Last Poets,
Soulsonic Force,
The Birthday Party,
Joyce Sims,
Bobby Byrd,
Rapeman,
Boogie Down Productions,
Donny Hathaway,
Charles Mingus,
Hardrive,
Von Mondo,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Drive Like Jehu,
H. Thieme,
Supertramp,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Inner City,
Mars,
ABBA,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pole,
Moss Icon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Names,
John Lydon,
Interpol,
The Cure,
Slick Rick,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Monochrome Set,
ABC,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.