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 China and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Pharoah Sanders. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fat Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Excepter,
Tom Boy,
Anthony Braxton,
Kerrie Biddell,
Neu!,
Traffic Nightmare,
Smog,
Shoche,
Soul Sonic Force,
Marmalade,
Al Stewart,
The Five Americans,
Minutemen,
Monolake,
The Fugs,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Accadde A,
Severed Heads,
The Count Five,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Deadbeat,
Erykah Badu,
Faust,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sun City Girls,
Pantytec,
The Dave Clark Five,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Mary Jane Girls,
Television Personalities,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Raincoats,
Minor Threat,
Ituana,
Oblivians,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
KRS-One,
Piero Umiliani,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
June of 44,
The Doobie Brothers,
Cecil Taylor,
Gang Green,
Dead Boys,
Johnny Osbourne,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Boz Scaggs,
Brass Construction,
Tropical Tobacco,
Robert Wyatt,
Crispy Ambulance,
New Order,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Godley & Creme,
Yusef Lateef,
The Techniques,
The Wake,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Black Bananas,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.