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 Malta and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Joe Smooth to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Wells 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 snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Joey Negro,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lindisfarne,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
LL Cool J,
Icehouse,
The Monochrome Set,
Wasted Youth,
kango's stein massive,
Danielle Patucci,
The Tremeloes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Fortunes,
Johnny Clarke,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Vladislav Delay,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Black Moon,
Basic Channel,
Television,
Negative Approach,
DJ Sneak,
Half Japanese,
Todd Terry,
The Barracudas,
Q and Not U,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
June of 44,
Letta Mbulu,
Crispy Ambulance,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Yusef Lateef,
Alison Limerick,
Make Up,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sixth Finger,
The Remains,
New Age Steppers,
Henry Cow,
Electric Prunes,
X-101,
The Grass Roots,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Albert Ayler,
Cluster,
Cheater Slicks,
The Misunderstood,
The Residents,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Maurizio,
Sex Pistols,
David Bowie,
Spoonie Gee,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Dark Day,
The Fuzztones,
Reuben Wilson,
Television Personalities,
Joyce Sims,
D'Angelo,
Whodini, Whodini, Whodini, Whodini.
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.