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 Guatemala and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lille.
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 808 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 Beau Brummels to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All Althea and Donna tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
Gichy Dan,
Matthew Halsall,
Eurythmics,
The Blackbyrds,
David Axelrod,
Scratch Acid,
Interpol,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Thompson Twins,
Lucky Dragons,
Graham Central Station,
the Swans,
David McCallum,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Theoretical Girls,
Steve Hackett,
Jerry's Kids,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sun Ra,
The Skatalites,
Agitation Free,
The New Christs,
Jeff Lynne,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Pantaleimon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kenny Larkin,
Y Pants,
The Smoke,
The Blues Magoos,
Unrelated Segments,
Henry Cow,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
DNA,
Delon & Dalcan,
Spoonie Gee,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lower 48,
Dawn Penn,
Minutemen,
Qualms,
Gil Scott Heron,
Harmonia,
Darondo,
La Düsseldorf,
Massinfluence,
Robert Görl,
The American Breed,
Soulsonic Force,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Velvet Underground,
Kurtis Blow,
Iggy Pop,
Marmalade,
Gang Green,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.