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 Kuwait and from Cairo.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Fuzztones to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Silicon Teens. All the underground hits.
All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
Stetsasonic,
Black Bananas,
Brass Construction,
Fugazi,
Babytalk,
Second Layer,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Joy Division,
Juan Atkins,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Howard Jones,
Alphaville,
The Cramps,
Jawbox,
Animal Collective,
Susan Cadogan,
Joe Smooth,
Gabor Szabo,
Alton Ellis,
Visage,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Smog,
Cheater Slicks,
The Doobie Brothers,
Deepchord,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Deadbeat,
Kurtis Blow,
Pantytec,
Gang Starr,
Prince Buster,
Icehouse,
Kaleidoscope,
Yaz,
Goldenarms,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Maleditus Sound,
Moss Icon,
The Monks,
Dennis Brown,
Bobby Womack,
Sound Behaviour,
Drexciya,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Charles Mingus,
Maurizio,
The Move,
Sixth Finger,
Simply Red,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Stockholm Monsters,
Whodini,
Gregory Isaacs,
Girls At Our Best!,
Donny Hathaway,
Intrusion,
the Swans,
Lalann,
The Count Five,
The Velvet Underground,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.