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 Denmark and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 marimba 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 Lucky Dragons 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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every B.T. Express record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stockholm Monsters,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Echospace,
Magazine,
Vainqueur,
Underground Resistance,
The Move,
Cybotron,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
MC5,
The Red Krayola,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Modern Lovers,
The Moody Blues,
Chris & Cosey,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Aswad,
Sam Rivers,
Hardrive,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ultra Naté,
Rhythm & Sound,
Cymande,
Cal Tjader,
Skaos,
Marcia Griffiths,
Magma,
Gregory Isaacs,
Scion,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Donald Byrd,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Dave Gahan,
Young Marble Giants,
Little Man,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Tom Boy,
The Sound,
Bobby Byrd,
The United States of America,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bad Manners,
Cheater Slicks,
Marine Girls,
Radio Birdman,
Rekid,
Neu!,
Boz Scaggs,
the Bar-Kays,
The Smoke,
The Blackbyrds,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ten City,
Bluetip,
Arthur Verocai,
Agent Orange,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.