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 Bahrain and from Edmonton.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 the Human League to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
Carl Craig,
Graham Central Station,
Jacob Miller,
The Associates,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mark Hollis,
Gang of Four,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Visage,
Ohio Players,
The Divine Comedy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lee Hazlewood,
Howard Jones,
Andrew Hill,
Pierre Henry,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sugar Minott,
Jeff Lynne,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pagans,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Hashim,
Public Enemy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Gun Club,
Royal Trux,
Hasil Adkins,
The Evens,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Letta Mbulu,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Gladiators,
Schoolly D,
The New Christs,
the Normal,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bootsy Collins,
Bronski Beat,
Ten City,
The Sonics,
X-102,
Crime,
Severed Heads,
Bobby Womack,
The Techniques,
Max Romeo,
Mad Mike,
Matthew Halsall,
Moebius,
Robert Wyatt,
Amazonics,
Grandmaster Flash,
Saccharine Trust,
Q65,
Mantronix,
Pulsallama,
The Fortunes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.