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 Fiji and from Tokyo.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 Neu! to the techno 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 D'Angelo. All the underground hits.
All Sugar Minott tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club 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 '60s 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 Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Blossom Toes,
Massinfluence,
Tubeway Army,
The Pop Group,
Cheater Slicks,
Second Layer,
Royal Trux,
The Skatalites,
Donny Hathaway,
Liliput,
Wings,
Q65,
Infiniti,
Lungfish,
Johnny Osbourne,
Shoche,
The Busters,
Rotary Connection,
Maurizio,
Arab on Radar,
Eurythmics,
Sugar Minott,
Banda Bassotti,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Gun Club,
Lindisfarne,
The Slackers,
Derrick May,
The Red Krayola,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rapeman,
Bad Manners,
Graham Central Station,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Fuzztones,
Altered Images,
Marmalade,
Colin Newman,
Kayak,
Von Mondo,
DJ Sneak,
Max Romeo,
Todd Terry,
The Cowsills,
The Toasters,
Eric B and Rakim,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lucky Dragons,
Scientists,
Nik Kershaw,
Josef K,
The Buckinghams,
Barry Ungar,
The Offenders,
Gong,
Iggy Pop,
Mr. Review,
Gabor Szabo,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.