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 Monaco and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 Thompson Twins 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 Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All Black Sheep tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ken Boothe,
Adolescents,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Prince Buster,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rites of Spring,
Marc Almond,
This Heat,
Jeff Mills,
Animal Collective,
Fat Boys,
Jeru the Damaja,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Motions,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Shadows of Knight,
Marmalade,
The Beau Brummels,
ABBA,
Patti Smith,
Roy Ayers,
Robert Görl,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Vainqueur,
Hashim,
Wasted Youth,
Parry Music,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Metal Thangz,
The Stooges,
David Bowie,
The Walker Brothers,
Amon Düül II,
Ponytail,
The Leaves,
Crispy Ambulance,
Anakelly,
Wings,
Judy Mowatt,
Charles Mingus,
Marshall Jefferson,
One Last Wish,
Motorama,
Stiv Bators,
The Techniques,
Electric Prunes,
Fad Gadget,
The Trojans,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Durutti Column,
The Smoke,
kango's stein massive,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ohio Players,
Rakim,
Andrew Hill,
Country Teasers,
Pierre Henry,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
DJ Style,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.