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 San Marino and from Spokane.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Graham Central Station. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-102 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Soul II Soul,
Sugar Minott,
FM Einheit,
A Certain Ratio,
Grandmaster Flash,
Accadde A,
The Saints,
Anakelly,
Michelle Simonal,
Archie Shepp,
The Cramps,
New Age Steppers,
Minor Threat,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Evens,
LL Cool J,
The Beau Brummels,
T. Rex,
The Neon Judgement,
Grauzone,
Gastr Del Sol,
Motorama,
Anthony Braxton,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Henry Cow,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Youth Brigade,
Rhythm & Sound,
Theoretical Girls,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Misunderstood,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Birthday Party,
Drive Like Jehu,
Joe Smooth,
Liliput,
Saccharine Trust,
Mars,
DJ Sneak,
Vainqueur,
Popol Vuh,
Deepchord,
Ultravox,
Trumans Water,
Donald Byrd,
Fela Kuti,
The Wake,
Yazoo,
Jeff Mills,
Angry Samoans,
JFA,
Stiv Bators,
The Monochrome Set,
Kaleidoscope,
Beasts of Bourbon,
the Slits,
Electric Light Orchestra,
June of 44,
Average White Band,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.