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 Georgia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Letta Mbulu to the jazz 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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
The Electric Prunes,
David Axelrod,
Fatback Band,
Funkadelic,
Anakelly,
Moby Grape,
The Happenings,
Lungfish,
Lucky Dragons,
Intrusion,
Sound Behaviour,
Negative Approach,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Angels of Light,
Althea and Donna,
Bluetip,
T.S.O.L.,
Rosa Yemen,
Black Sheep,
Derrick May,
Thompson Twins,
F. McDonald,
Severed Heads,
Amon Düül,
Godley & Creme,
Hashim,
Pulsallama,
Bootsy Collins,
The Gories,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eli Mardock,
The Black Dice,
Bobby Womack,
Funky Four + One,
The Real Kids,
Michelle Simonal,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Five Americans,
Todd Terry,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Remains,
Kerri Chandler,
Nirvana,
Erasure,
The Barracudas,
The Neon Judgement,
Clear Light,
John Cale,
Minnie Riperton,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Durutti Column,
Soft Machine,
AZ,
Radiohead,
John Lydon,
Shoche,
DNA,
The Skatalites,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.