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 Armenia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 harpsichord 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 Fad Gadget to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
Roy Ayers,
Kevin Saunderson,
Section 25,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Saccharine Trust,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Procol Harum,
The Gun Club,
Stetsasonic,
Supertramp,
The New Christs,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Malaria!,
Franke,
Sam Rivers,
Duran Duran,
Amon Düül,
The Invisible,
Underground Resistance,
Gang Green,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jesper Dahlback,
Eve St. Jones,
Jacob Miller,
The Mojo Men,
Jacques Brel,
Q and Not U,
The Detroit Cobras,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Buckinghams,
Al Stewart,
Deepchord,
Second Layer,
Audionom,
The Tremeloes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lindisfarne,
Prince Buster,
The Vogues,
Danielle Patucci,
The American Breed,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
10cc,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ralphi Rosario,
Half Japanese,
Liliput,
Pylon,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Walker Brothers,
Bizarre Inc.,
Chris Corsano,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Groovy Waters,
Blossom Toes,
The Skatalites,
The Offenders,
Gang of Four,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.