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 Germany and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Marmalade to the grime 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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin 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 sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Remains,
These Immortal Souls,
Marcia Griffiths,
Tres Demented,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Music Machine,
David Axelrod,
Technova,
Radiopuhelimet,
Warsaw,
The Offenders,
Eric Copeland,
The Velvet Underground,
Lungfish,
The Busters,
Skarface,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Niagra,
Joey Negro,
Porter Ricks,
Junior Murvin,
Severed Heads,
Ludus,
The Stooges,
Main Source,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
A Certain Ratio,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Saints,
Morten Harket,
Echospace,
Robert Wyatt,
Rufus Thomas,
Connie Case,
X-102,
Stetsasonic,
Big Daddy Kane,
Camberwell Now,
Steve Hackett,
Kurtis Blow,
Visage,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ultravox,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gichy Dan,
L. Decosne,
The Moleskins,
Yazoo,
Bobby Womack,
Ituana,
Curtis Mayfield,
Robert Görl,
Angry Samoans,
The Evens,
Cybotron,
The Leaves,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bill Near,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.