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 Burkina and from New York.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Beijing.
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 sitar 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 Thee Headcoats to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Selector Dub Narcotic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Bourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dead C,
Byron Stingily,
Funky Four + One,
Porter Ricks,
a-ha,
China Crisis,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Monks,
The Busters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Evens,
Cecil Taylor,
Flipper,
Los Fastidios,
Hoover,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
John Foxx,
Max Romeo,
Negative Approach,
F. McDonald,
Gil Scott Heron,
It's A Beautiful Day,
OOIOO,
Thee Headcoats,
Moebius,
Slick Rick,
Rites of Spring,
Minutemen,
The Trojans,
Traffic Nightmare,
Das Ding,
Big Daddy Kane,
Jerry's Kids,
Suicide,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Rekid,
Connie Case,
The Wake,
John Lydon,
Marine Girls,
The Real Kids,
the Human League,
Royal Trux,
Skarface,
The Count Five,
Ohio Players,
Fela Kuti,
Animal Collective,
Supertramp,
Nas,
The Blues Magoos,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jandek,
Nick Fraelich,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jeru the Damaja,
Flamin' Groovies,
Robert Görl,
Main Source,
Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy.
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.