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 Paraguay and from Spokane.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
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 Excepter to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Supertramp,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Erykah Badu,
MDC,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Juan Atkins,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Human League,
Al Stewart,
Robert Görl,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Thompson Twins,
Y Pants,
Spoonie Gee,
The Neon Judgement,
Laurel Aitken,
Yazoo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Porter Ricks,
Deepchord,
Bad Manners,
B.T. Express,
Severed Heads,
Todd Terry,
The Motions,
Lalo Schifrin,
John Holt,
Groovy Waters,
Metal Thangz,
Mars,
Wally Richardson,
Idris Muhammad,
Liliput,
Ponytail,
Franke,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Frankie Knuckles,
Reuben Wilson,
Gang of Four,
The Alarm Clocks,
Nico,
Marvin Gaye,
Reagan Youth,
The Wake,
Gong,
The Buckinghams,
Television,
Bobby Womack,
Black Flag,
The Gories,
the Association,
Mo-Dettes,
FM Einheit,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Happenings,
Radiopuhelimet,
Hot Snakes,
Byron Stingily,
Scott Walker,
Delta 5,
Tropical Tobacco,
Robert Hood,
the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.
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.