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 Italy and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 mellotron 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 Eric Dolphy to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Slits. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Patti Smith,
Young Marble Giants,
Desert Stars,
John Holt,
Beasts of Bourbon,
U.S. Maple,
Sällskapet,
Amon Düül II,
Royal Trux,
Glenn Branca,
Hashim,
The Fall,
La Düsseldorf,
Reagan Youth,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Buckinghams,
Ludus,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Cheater Slicks,
Tim Buckley,
Franke,
The Cosmic Jokers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Amon Düül,
Blake Baxter,
Brand Nubian,
The Tremeloes,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
K-Klass,
The Dave Clark Five,
Junior Murvin,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Technova,
Iggy Pop,
a-ha,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Blossom Toes,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Searchers,
David McCallum,
E-Dancer,
The Music Machine,
Isaac Hayes,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ten City,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Chris & Cosey,
Neu!,
Suburban Knight,
Infiniti,
EPMD,
Scientists,
The Mummies,
Lungfish,
Letta Mbulu,
Piero Umiliani,
The Gap Band,
The Dirtbombs,
Ronan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Monks,
Arab on Radar,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.