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 Saudi Arabia and from Houston.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 Moebius to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
The Modern Lovers,
The Barracudas,
Negative Approach,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Golliwogs,
Terrestrial Tones,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eve St. Jones,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Marine Girls,
Half Japanese,
Technova,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rekid,
Oneida,
Joey Negro,
Stereo Dub,
The Smoke,
Liliput,
Nils Olav,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Davy DMX,
DJ Style,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Simply Red,
Ludus,
Yusef Lateef,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Loose Ends,
Neil Young,
Bobby Womack,
PIL,
Freddie Wadling,
Gang of Four,
Radiopuhelimet,
Country Teasers,
Nik Kershaw,
Groovy Waters,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
F. McDonald,
Sarah Menescal,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Red Krayola,
Interpol,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lakeside,
Stockholm Monsters,
the Germs,
Warsaw,
Roger Hodgson,
Marvin Gaye,
X-Ray Spex,
Black Moon,
Model 500,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.