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 Kuwait and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Fatback Band to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Glenn Branca. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Todd Rundgren,
Delta 5,
Lungfish,
Wally Richardson,
The Buckinghams,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Agitation Free,
Second Layer,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sällskapet,
Danielle Patucci,
The Black Dice,
Hoover,
The Wake,
Half Japanese,
Aaron Thompson,
Nation of Ulysses,
Fugazi,
Harmonia,
Swans,
Talk Talk,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ralphi Rosario,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sandy B,
Bobby Womack,
MDC,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jerry's Kids,
D'Angelo,
Ten City,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Cure,
the Soft Cell,
T.S.O.L.,
Quando Quango,
In Retrospect,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Smoke,
Sun Ra,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Doobie Brothers,
10cc,
Josef K,
Circle Jerks,
Bauhaus,
Man Parrish,
UT,
Technova,
Gichy Dan,
Nick Fraelich,
EPMD,
The Detroit Cobras,
Ludus,
Minny Pops,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
These Immortal Souls,
The Pretty Things,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.