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 Libya and from Cairo.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Index,
Todd Terry,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Doors,
Soulsonic Force,
One Last Wish,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Duran Duran,
The Monochrome Set,
Supertramp,
Ponytail,
Grandmaster Flash,
Josef K,
Faraquet,
Gang Starr,
Flash Fearless,
Easy Going,
The Count Five,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Evens,
Cymande,
Soul II Soul,
Amazonics,
Patti Smith,
Faust,
The Beau Brummels,
This Heat,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Fall,
Fluxion,
Accadde A,
Reagan Youth,
The Fugs,
Eden Ahbez,
Yazoo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Mission of Burma,
Kenny Larkin,
Dead Boys,
Q65,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Livin' Joy,
The Five Americans,
Black Sheep,
The Remains,
Outsiders,
KRS-One,
The Move,
Jandek,
The Sonics,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sonic Youth,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Half Japanese,
Nas,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tommy Roe,
Electric Prunes,
The Blackbyrds,
Lungfish,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Real Kids,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.