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 Gabon and from Seoul.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Lou Reed 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 Faraquet to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells 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 harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Roy Ayers,
Leonard Cohen,
Chris & Cosey,
The Searchers,
Don Cherry,
Can,
The Trojans,
Cheater Slicks,
Soulsonic Force,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Brand Nubian,
The Count Five,
Soft Cell,
Black Moon,
Deakin,
The Gories,
The Doobie Brothers,
10cc,
Y Pants,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Buckinghams,
Camouflage,
Youth Brigade,
Brothers Johnson,
Liliput,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Flesh Eaters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bobby Sherman,
MC5,
Judy Mowatt,
Sällskapet,
Tommy Roe,
Quadrant,
Dorothy Ashby,
Roxette,
James White and The Blacks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Wolf Eyes,
Sam Rivers,
Procol Harum,
Cymande,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Soul Sonic Force,
Barrington Levy,
Scientists,
Electric Prunes,
Nas,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Associates,
Bad Manners,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lou Christie,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Faust,
Circle Jerks,
The Fall,
Tears for Fears,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.