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 Spain and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 World's Most to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Rundgren record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a mellotron and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Essential Logic,
World's Most,
Marvin Gaye,
Mary Jane Girls,
Matthew Halsall,
Goldenarms,
One Last Wish,
Half Japanese,
Das Ding,
Gastr Del Sol,
Brass Construction,
UT,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Newcleus,
The Index,
Eric Copeland,
Marcia Griffiths,
Stetsasonic,
Youth Brigade,
Theoretical Girls,
Rakim,
The Martian,
Scott Walker,
Flash Fearless,
The Golliwogs,
Danielle Patucci,
Excepter,
Khruangbin,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Joey Negro,
Terrestrial Tones,
Faust,
Marmalade,
the Soft Cell,
Parry Music,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lou Reed,
The Busters,
Rapeman,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sällskapet,
Joensuu 1685,
JFA,
Y Pants,
Fluxion,
The Happenings,
Scrapy,
Black Moon,
The Tremeloes,
Alison Limerick,
Moss Icon,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Neon Judgement,
Jimmy McGriff,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Donny Hathaway,
Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd.
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.