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 Belarus and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 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 Suburban Knight to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Holt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
Danielle Patucci,
Throbbing Gristle,
K-Klass,
Scott Walker,
Adolescents,
F. McDonald,
Supertramp,
Talk Talk,
Japan,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Skatalites,
The United States of America,
Average White Band,
Pole,
Sixth Finger,
Flamin' Groovies,
Faust,
Tom Boy,
One Last Wish,
Warsaw,
Graham Central Station,
Ronnie Foster,
Bobby Sherman,
Youth Brigade,
Depeche Mode,
Piero Umiliani,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bad Manners,
The Human League,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Neil Young,
Barrington Levy,
Massinfluence,
Sex Pistols,
The Offenders,
The Fire Engines,
Cymande,
Eden Ahbez,
Howard Jones,
Crispy Ambulance,
Metal Thangz,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Black Sheep,
Joensuu 1685,
The Star Department,
Johnny Clarke,
Surgeon,
The Durutti Column,
Index,
Aloha Tigers,
The Monochrome Set,
Hardrive,
The Busters,
Whodini,
Lungfish,
Bobby Byrd,
The Blues Magoos,
Susan Cadogan,
Ronan,
Jeru the Damaja,
Swans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.