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 Argentina and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Lou Reed 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 Eden Ahbez to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The J.B.'s record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moody Blues,
The Raincoats,
Lakeside,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
AZ,
Soul II Soul,
New York Dolls,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
UT,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Donald Byrd,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Thompson Twins,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rufus Thomas,
James White and The Blacks,
Quando Quango,
Excepter,
Half Japanese,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gang of Four,
Minor Threat,
F. McDonald,
Depeche Mode,
Todd Terry,
Lyres,
Vladislav Delay,
Kurtis Blow,
Basic Channel,
Unwound,
Lalo Schifrin,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Spoonie Gee,
Lee Hazlewood,
The J.B.'s,
The Buckinghams,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Skriet,
Lindisfarne,
Nation of Ulysses,
Groovy Waters,
ABC,
The Fuzztones,
Duran Duran,
Grauzone,
Bobby Womack,
Y Pants,
Sun Ra,
Gil Scott Heron,
Technova,
Shuggie Otis,
Harry Pussy,
Soul Sonic Force,
Scrapy,
Easy Going,
FM Einheit,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dual Sessions,
Section 25,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.