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 Tuvalu and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Half Japanese to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All New York Dolls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Gang Starr,
Porter Ricks,
Scrapy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Yusef Lateef,
DJ Style,
the Sonics,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kas Product,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Wings,
Rod Modell,
The Stooges,
Eric Dolphy,
Byron Stingily,
The Trojans,
Scientists,
F. McDonald,
Nas,
Sam Rivers,
Ponytail,
Jawbox,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Happenings,
Amon Düül,
Bobby Sherman,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Velvet Underground,
Bizarre Inc.,
Panda Bear,
Blossom Toes,
Robert Wyatt,
Supertramp,
Gang Gang Dance,
Faraquet,
The Techniques,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Litter,
MC5,
Rakim,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lyres,
The Smiths,
Black Bananas,
The Zeros,
Von Mondo,
Altered Images,
Mo-Dettes,
Pantaleimon,
Ken Boothe,
Eli Mardock,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Steve Hackett,
Vainqueur,
Spandau Ballet,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.