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 Vanuatu and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Unrelated Segments to the jazz 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo. All the underground hits.
All Sandy B tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every R.M.O. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Dirtbombs,
The Velvet Underground,
Throbbing Gristle,
Moebius,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gabor Szabo,
Andrew Hill,
Bobby Sherman,
Boz Scaggs,
Marc Almond,
Pagans,
Agitation Free,
Animal Collective,
Sarah Menescal,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Avey Tare,
Mantronix,
Dennis Brown,
Rapeman,
Freddie Wadling,
This Heat,
Maleditus Sound,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Anthony Braxton,
Terrestrial Tones,
Harry Pussy,
Theoretical Girls,
Little Man,
Carl Craig,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Robert Görl,
Scan 7,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Whodini,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Red Krayola,
New Age Steppers,
Dark Day,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Barclay James Harvest,
Fatback Band,
The Knickerbockers,
X-102,
Mission of Burma,
Rod Modell,
Blossom Toes,
Oneida,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Mark Hollis,
Don Cherry,
Danielle Patucci,
Underground Resistance,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Angels of Light,
The Monochrome Set,
Iggy Pop,
Accadde A,
The Moleskins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.