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 St Lucia and from Glasgow.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Babytalk 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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rapeman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drexciya record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Star Department,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jesper Dahlback,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bill Near,
The Selecter,
Thee Headcoats,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Barracudas,
Wire,
E-Dancer,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Television Personalities,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dual Sessions,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Sound,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bluetip,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scientists,
Erasure,
Anthony Braxton,
Maleditus Sound,
The Slackers,
Kenny Larkin,
Neil Young,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ken Boothe,
The Mummies,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pere Ubu,
Babytalk,
Eddi Front,
Letta Mbulu,
Bobby Byrd,
Peter & Gordon,
Stereo Dub,
Shuggie Otis,
Simply Red,
Das Ding,
The Moody Blues,
Grandmaster Flash,
Connie Case,
The Index,
Q and Not U,
Black Bananas,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Five Americans,
DNA,
Kurtis Blow,
Rakim,
Jandek,
Arab on Radar,
The Gories,
The Litter,
Warsaw,
Skriet,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.