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 United Kingdom and from Spokane.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 808 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 Barry Ungar to the grime 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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
Magazine,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jeff Mills,
Agitation Free,
The Gories,
Rites of Spring,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Rotary Connection,
The Monochrome Set,
Steve Hackett,
John Lydon,
The Move,
The Divine Comedy,
Angry Samoans,
The Slits,
Animal Collective,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ludus,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Leaves,
Parry Music,
Idris Muhammad,
Spandau Ballet,
The Dirtbombs,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Offenders,
Black Sheep,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Anakelly,
Blake Baxter,
the Normal,
China Crisis,
Jandek,
Kerri Chandler,
A Certain Ratio,
Flash Fearless,
Gerry Rafferty,
Boz Scaggs,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Swell Maps,
Guru Guru,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Black Moon,
Make Up,
The Motions,
JFA,
Lou Christie,
Black Bananas,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Darondo,
ABBA,
Au Pairs,
Peter & Gordon,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.