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 Yemen and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Lou Reed 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 David Axelrod to the funk 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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Talk Talk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Metal Thangz,
Skarface,
Sarah Menescal,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
48th St. Collective,
Lightning Bolt,
Sällskapet,
Althea and Donna,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Judy Mowatt,
Nirvana,
ABBA,
Khruangbin,
Slave,
The Fugs,
The Beau Brummels,
Inner City,
Unwound,
Visage,
Jacob Miller,
K-Klass,
Colin Newman,
The American Breed,
The Real Kids,
Wally Richardson,
Television Personalities,
The Young Rascals,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pantaleimon,
Crash Course in Science,
Gang of Four,
Marvin Gaye,
Soul II Soul,
Brothers Johnson,
The Techniques,
Cybotron,
Technova,
Roxy Music,
Supertramp,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Tubeway Army,
Tres Demented,
New Age Steppers,
Swell Maps,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crime,
Pierre Henry,
Fluxion,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Drexciya,
Crooked Eye,
Grandmaster Flash,
Echospace,
Andrew Hill,
Kerri Chandler,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Associates,
Matthew Bourne,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Marc Almond,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.