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 Haiti and from Johannesburg.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron 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 A Certain Ratio to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sandy B,
Boz Scaggs,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Gladiators,
Inner City,
Susan Cadogan,
Blossom Toes,
The Tremeloes,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Cymande,
David Axelrod,
The Index,
The Moleskins,
Niagra,
Roy Ayers,
DJ Style,
the Fania All-Stars,
B.T. Express,
Crispy Ambulance,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Magazine,
The Grass Roots,
Scott Walker,
Brand Nubian,
Livin' Joy,
The Buckinghams,
Audionom,
The Dead C,
Nico,
Michelle Simonal,
Kaleidoscope,
Los Fastidios,
These Immortal Souls,
June Days,
Bootsy Collins,
Marine Girls,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Durutti Column,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Patti Smith,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Motorama,
Maurizio,
The Martian,
Delta 5,
Tres Demented,
Essential Logic,
Darondo,
Grey Daturas,
The Selecter,
David Bowie,
Chrome,
The Invisible,
The Human League,
Yellowson,
Fat Boys,
Suicide,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sight & Sound,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.