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 Romania and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Delon & Dalcan to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agent Orange,
Hot Snakes,
The Smiths,
Television,
Lee Hazlewood,
Yazoo,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Nas,
Gichy Dan,
Wally Richardson,
The Velvet Underground,
The Offenders,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Skaos,
Franke,
Alison Limerick,
Circle Jerks,
DJ Style,
The Monks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Fugazi,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Mojo Men,
The Motions,
Shoche,
Barbara Tucker,
Terry Callier,
Pantaleimon,
Warsaw,
Cybotron,
Skarface,
Max Romeo,
John Coltrane,
Chris & Cosey,
The Young Rascals,
Jawbox,
Mission of Burma,
Kevin Saunderson,
Country Teasers,
Toni Rubio,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Porter Ricks,
The Slits,
World's Most,
Depeche Mode,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Minny Pops,
Dual Sessions,
Fear,
Marshall Jefferson,
Mark Hollis,
The Doors,
The Cramps,
Andrew Hill,
Silicon Teens,
The Residents,
Crime,
Gang of Four,
Henry Cow,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pagans,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.