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 Armenia and from Accra.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
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 Dorothy Ashby to the crunk 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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Art Ensemble Of Chicago 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sun Ra,
Siglo XX,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Fatback Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Residents,
Jeru the Damaja,
10cc,
Tropical Tobacco,
Rakim,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Wings,
The American Breed,
LL Cool J,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Archie Shepp,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Soulsonic Force,
Yusef Lateef,
Kayak,
Ultravox,
Eric Copeland,
Scan 7,
DJ Style,
The Motions,
The Count Five,
Lou Reed,
Hardrive,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pierre Henry,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Modern Lovers,
Motorama,
Pylon,
F. McDonald,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gang Starr,
Deadbeat,
The Golliwogs,
Agitation Free,
X-102,
Alton Ellis,
Infiniti,
Flamin' Groovies,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pere Ubu,
The Electric Prunes,
Sister Nancy,
Peter & Gordon,
cv313,
The Mummies,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Slackers,
Howard Jones,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
World's Most,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.