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 Finland and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the theremin 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the rock 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 The Leaves. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tres Demented,
Sonny Sharrock,
Hoover,
Grandmaster Flash,
Surgeon,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sällskapet,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gichy Dan,
Mark Hollis,
Infiniti,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bluetip,
Matthew Bourne,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Suicide,
Tears for Fears,
Basic Channel,
These Immortal Souls,
Brothers Johnson,
Carl Craig,
AZ,
Flipper,
Eli Mardock,
Robert Wyatt,
Steve Hackett,
Roxette,
Nation of Ulysses,
Outsiders,
Marshall Jefferson,
Cymande,
Glenn Branca,
FM Einheit,
The Modern Lovers,
kango's stein massive,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Divine Comedy,
The Sound,
Lou Reed,
Eric B and Rakim,
Funkadelic,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Roger Hodgson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sex Pistols,
Con Funk Shun,
Roxy Music,
The Skatalites,
Blossom Toes,
the Human League,
The Index,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Barry Ungar,
Bobby Womack,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kayak,
Stiv Bators,
Bob Dylan,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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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.