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 Netherlands and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wally Richardson,
The Neon Judgement,
The Monochrome Set,
Jeff Mills,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Black Pus,
Gichy Dan,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Walker Brothers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gang of Four,
Lower 48,
These Immortal Souls,
Livin' Joy,
The Gories,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Monks,
Kas Product,
Crooked Eye,
Anakelly,
David Axelrod,
Desert Stars,
Mr. Review,
Unwound,
The Sound,
Aswad,
Josef K,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Fire Engines,
Faust,
The American Breed,
Talk Talk,
The Blues Magoos,
Jesper Dahlback,
Black Flag,
Yusef Lateef,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Aaron Thompson,
Wings,
Donald Byrd,
MC5,
Todd Rundgren,
Slick Rick,
The Pop Group,
Chris & Cosey,
Freddie Wadling,
The Move,
Roxette,
DJ Style,
Bill Near,
Man Parrish,
Mandrill,
ABBA,
Kayak,
Supertramp,
Carl Craig,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Panda Bear,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.