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 Eritrea and from Cairo.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 güiro 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 Schoolly D to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Tremeloes,
The Mojo Men,
Althea and Donna,
The Techniques,
The American Breed,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rotary Connection,
MC5,
Ten City,
Rufus Thomas,
Matthew Halsall,
Excepter,
Dual Sessions,
The Divine Comedy,
Kas Product,
Scratch Acid,
Dawn Penn,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Chrome,
Soft Machine,
Junior Murvin,
Marine Girls,
Dark Day,
Darondo,
Sexual Harrassment,
Eve St. Jones,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Technova,
Make Up,
Symarip,
Saccharine Trust,
Mo-Dettes,
Robert Wyatt,
The Motions,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Nas,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Theoretical Girls,
Suburban Knight,
Unrelated Segments,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Roy Ayers,
the Normal,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sun City Girls,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Terrestrial Tones,
Underground Resistance,
Pagans,
Alton Ellis,
Ituana,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Last Poets,
The Slackers,
June Days,
Flamin' Groovies,
Joyce Sims,
Aswad,
Audionom,
the Swans,
DJ Sneak,
Andrew Hill,
Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley.
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.