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 Jamaica and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 organ 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 Arthur Verocai to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brass Construction,
Circle Jerks,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Grey Daturas,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Josef K,
Laurel Aitken,
Bad Manners,
a-ha,
The Walker Brothers,
Shoche,
The Names,
Lungfish,
The Litter,
Young Marble Giants,
The Offenders,
Fat Boys,
Sun Ra,
The Gun Club,
Duran Duran,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bizarre Inc.,
Reagan Youth,
Derrick May,
Neil Young,
Soft Machine,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Donald Byrd,
Neu!,
Ornette Coleman,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Public Image Ltd.,
Guru Guru,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Harpers Bizarre,
Reuben Wilson,
Man Eating Sloth,
Deakin,
Pet Shop Boys,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Albert Ayler,
Cheater Slicks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Suburban Knight,
Scan 7,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pussy Galore,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Fuzztones,
8 Eyed Spy,
Urselle,
La Düsseldorf,
Skriet,
Fatback Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Sound Behaviour,
Dawn Penn,
The Young Rascals,
The Selecter,
Blake Baxter,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Little Man, Little Man, Little Man, Little Man.
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.