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 Bangladesh and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 London Community Gospel Choir to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 48th St. Collective. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The United States of America record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Banda Bassotti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kas Product,
cv313,
It's A Beautiful Day,
LL Cool J,
Zero Boys,
The Count Five,
Tim Buckley,
Sugar Minott,
David McCallum,
Monks,
Rhythm & Sound,
Thee Headcoats,
Young Marble Giants,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tomorrow,
Letta Mbulu,
MDC,
Connie Case,
Bobby Womack,
Trumans Water,
Fatback Band,
Nation of Ulysses,
Eurythmics,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lightning Bolt,
Prince Buster,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Marvin Gaye,
Fela Kuti,
Junior Murvin,
Pantytec,
Blancmange,
Con Funk Shun,
Joe Finger,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Minutemen,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kenny Larkin,
Soulsonic Force,
Angry Samoans,
The Saints,
Glenn Branca,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Quantec,
Magazine,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Yusef Lateef,
Pulsallama,
Ohio Players,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
the Swans,
Section 25,
Moby Grape,
The Alarm Clocks,
Idris Muhammad,
Fluxion,
Minnie Riperton,
Maurizio,
The Stooges,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.