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 Comoros and from Tokyo.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
Fatback Band,
The Toasters,
Cameo,
Los Fastidios,
Guru Guru,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Soft Cell,
Amazonics,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pierre Henry,
The Invisible,
Amon Düül II,
The Neon Judgement,
Gil Scott Heron,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Cramps,
Buzzcocks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Steve Hackett,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Names,
Blake Baxter,
The Skatalites,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lindisfarne,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Aloha Tigers,
Sight & Sound,
a-ha,
The Velvet Underground,
Urselle,
Nico,
Johnny Clarke,
the Sonics,
Spandau Ballet,
Desert Stars,
The Buckinghams,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Cheater Slicks,
Clear Light,
Swans,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kerri Chandler,
Porter Ricks,
Drive Like Jehu,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Slick Rick,
Basic Channel,
Gang Green,
Alice Coltrane,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club.
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.