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 East Timor and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Massinfluence to the dance 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 Todd Terry. All the underground hits.
All T.S.O.L. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siglo XX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
The Gap Band,
Pole,
David Bowie,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Jandek,
Section 25,
The Blues Magoos,
Parry Music,
Cheater Slicks,
Tears for Fears,
Arthur Verocai,
Sparks,
Gang of Four,
June of 44,
Japan,
Oneida,
David Axelrod,
Soul Sonic Force,
Fugazi,
Duran Duran,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sight & Sound,
Kaleidoscope,
Rekid,
Average White Band,
Arab on Radar,
Main Source,
Roy Ayers,
Black Bananas,
Eric B and Rakim,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Saints,
The Misunderstood,
Boogie Down Productions,
Don Cherry,
Derrick May,
Public Enemy,
Gerry Rafferty,
Franke,
Ralphi Rosario,
Livin' Joy,
Warsaw,
Harry Pussy,
Morten Harket,
Tom Boy,
Cluster,
Barbara Tucker,
Ohio Players,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nirvana,
Mantronix,
Desert Stars,
Loose Ends,
Tomorrow,
Dennis Brown,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Johnny Clarke,
Eddi Front,
Pierre Henry,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.