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 Mexico and from Bremen.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The J.B.'s to the funk 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 The Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Radiohead,
Country Teasers,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Stooges,
Fat Boys,
Jandek,
Rhythm & Sound,
Joensuu 1685,
Clear Light,
The Detroit Cobras,
Silicon Teens,
Wasted Youth,
Traffic Nightmare,
The United States of America,
FM Einheit,
Ludus,
Skriet,
Nico,
Quadrant,
Gang of Four,
John Lydon,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Boredoms,
Robert Hood,
Sight & Sound,
The Cramps,
The Pretty Things,
The Doobie Brothers,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Roger Hodgson,
Section 25,
The Five Americans,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Barry Ungar,
The Trojans,
Josef K,
The Raincoats,
Fatback Band,
Prince Buster,
D'Angelo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Dead C,
Ken Boothe,
Subhumans,
Basic Channel,
Kurtis Blow,
Animal Collective,
The Dave Clark Five,
Charles Mingus,
Scrapy,
Average White Band,
Ponytail,
David Axelrod,
Metal Thangz,
Lou Christie,
Judy Mowatt,
James White and The Blacks,
Bobby Womack,
China Crisis,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gang Green,
Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock.
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.