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 Swaziland and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All Jacob Miller tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camouflage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skaos,
Siglo XX,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Moleskins,
Kevin Saunderson,
Television,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Michelle Simonal,
John Coltrane,
The Gun Club,
Joensuu 1685,
Fatback Band,
Guru Guru,
Minnie Riperton,
Ornette Coleman,
LL Cool J,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Howard Jones,
Alphaville,
Quadrant,
Metal Thangz,
Carl Craig,
Kayak,
Cabaret Voltaire,
UT,
Pylon,
The Remains,
The Stooges,
Black Flag,
Kas Product,
Flash Fearless,
Jacques Brel,
X-Ray Spex,
Man Parrish,
Ituana,
Amazonics,
Von Mondo,
Marcia Griffiths,
the Human League,
Rosa Yemen,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Soulsonic Force,
Sarah Menescal,
Absolute Body Control,
Cluster,
The Cramps,
Chris & Cosey,
E-Dancer,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
A Certain Ratio,
June Days,
Porter Ricks,
David Bowie,
The Monks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Scratch Acid,
The Misunderstood,
Big Daddy Kane,
Harmonia,
Gang Gang Dance,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.