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 Ethiopia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare 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 The Skatalites to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Ultra Naté tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Anthony Braxton,
Michelle Simonal,
Rufus Thomas,
Excepter,
Letta Mbulu,
Electric Light Orchestra,
8 Eyed Spy,
10cc,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
John Coltrane,
Mars,
Girls At Our Best!,
Cal Tjader,
Main Source,
Blancmange,
LL Cool J,
CMW,
The Saints,
Technova,
Avey Tare,
The Velvet Underground,
New York Dolls,
New Order,
Jerry's Kids,
Sparks,
Robert Görl,
Davy DMX,
Pierre Henry,
Man Parrish,
Traffic Nightmare,
kango's stein massive,
Black Bananas,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Public Image Ltd.,
MC5,
The Invisible,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lungfish,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
the Soft Cell,
Kayak,
Gang Gang Dance,
The American Breed,
Gang Starr,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Andrew Hill,
The Mummies,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
T. Rex,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rites of Spring,
Audionom,
Tubeway Army,
Kevin Saunderson,
Nico,
Mo-Dettes,
Lyres,
Lower 48,
Blossom Toes,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.