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 Estonia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Parry Music 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 Average White Band. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Boz Scaggs,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Roxette,
Isaac Hayes,
Archie Shepp,
Amazonics,
Q and Not U,
Tubeway Army,
Todd Rundgren,
Talk Talk,
Al Stewart,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Mojo Men,
The Selecter,
Boogie Down Productions,
Franke,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Oneida,
Vladislav Delay,
Marine Girls,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Juan Atkins,
The Evens,
Joey Negro,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Youth Brigade,
The Dave Clark Five,
Fad Gadget,
Goldenarms,
David McCallum,
Radio Birdman,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Busters,
the Human League,
Connie Case,
The Buckinghams,
CMW,
Aswad,
Godley & Creme,
Half Japanese,
Lindisfarne,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ultra Naté,
New Age Steppers,
Bauhaus,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Saccharine Trust,
Roxy Music,
Kurtis Blow,
Boredoms,
Marvin Gaye,
Barrington Levy,
Niagra,
Eurythmics,
The Gun Club,
Royal Trux,
Radiohead,
Dead Boys,
Eric Copeland,
Los Fastidios,
Gang of Four,
Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane.
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.