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 Senegal and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Jerry's Kids to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gabor Szabo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Wyatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
Man Parrish,
Cameo,
Television,
The Motions,
Mantronix,
Toni Rubio,
Leonard Cohen,
the Association,
Barclay James Harvest,
Funky Four + One,
Monolake,
Country Joe & The Fish,
DNA,
Hashim,
Joey Negro,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Shadows of Knight,
Main Source,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Moleskins,
The American Breed,
Peter and Kerry,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Carl Craig,
Tres Demented,
Magma,
ABBA,
Matthew Bourne,
The Raincoats,
The Litter,
Inner City,
Babytalk,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Monks,
Eddi Front,
Prince Buster,
Severed Heads,
The Fugs,
Saccharine Trust,
Mr. Review,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Nick Fraelich,
Goldenarms,
Kas Product,
Bush Tetras,
Girls At Our Best!,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lee Hazlewood,
Boogie Down Productions,
Duran Duran,
Bronski Beat,
James White and The Blacks,
Supertramp,
Roxette,
Silicon Teens,
The Durutti Column,
Sister Nancy,
Yazoo,
Pierre Henry,
Eric B and Rakim,
Scan 7,
Marcia Griffiths,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.