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 Liberia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Music Machine to the jazz 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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Tommy Roe,
Marshall Jefferson,
Alice Coltrane,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Crooked Eye,
Nas,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Toni Rubio,
Con Funk Shun,
Second Layer,
Johnny Osbourne,
Davy DMX,
Nation of Ulysses,
Oneida,
X-Ray Spex,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
MC5,
Groovy Waters,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Infiniti,
Eric Dolphy,
Anakelly,
Dual Sessions,
The Electric Prunes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Delta 5,
PIL,
The Standells,
Spandau Ballet,
FM Einheit,
World's Most,
Animal Collective,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
David Axelrod,
X-101,
Jerry's Kids,
Marc Almond,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Black Dice,
Eric Copeland,
Maurizio,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Agent Orange,
Ituana,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Country Teasers,
Shoche,
Outsiders,
Whodini,
Todd Rundgren,
Arthur Verocai,
Aaron Thompson,
The Gap Band,
Skarface,
Sam Rivers,
Tropical Tobacco,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kenny Larkin,
Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith.
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.