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 Guyana and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Judy Mowatt to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Dead C. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
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,
Ohio Players,
Alison Limerick,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ultimate Spinach,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eve St. Jones,
U.S. Maple,
Japan,
Gang of Four,
Duran Duran,
John Coltrane,
The Standells,
Harmonia,
Los Fastidios,
Barclay James Harvest,
Yusef Lateef,
kango's stein massive,
Bill Wells,
Josef K,
UT,
The Human League,
Pussy Galore,
Derrick Morgan,
Minor Threat,
Freddie Wadling,
Robert Wyatt,
The Blackbyrds,
Radio Birdman,
the Slits,
Roxette,
Crash Course in Science,
Television Personalities,
Erykah Badu,
Stetsasonic,
Gong,
The Techniques,
Basic Channel,
Sun Ra,
Kevin Saunderson,
Connie Case,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bauhaus,
Infiniti,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Marvin Gaye,
Tomorrow,
Kenny Larkin,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
David Axelrod,
Joensuu 1685,
Crooked Eye,
Half Japanese,
Swell Maps,
Eric B and Rakim,
the Soft Cell,
The Move,
The Cure,
The Sound,
The Fortunes,
Scientists,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.