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 Egypt and from Mexico City.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 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 Easy Going to the dance 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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Prince Buster 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
Marshall Jefferson,
Von Mondo,
Bauhaus,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gang of Four,
Marvin Gaye,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Buckinghams,
Ralphi Rosario,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
8 Eyed Spy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ronan,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Panda Bear,
Camouflage,
Procol Harum,
cv313,
London Community Gospel Choir,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Stereo Dub,
the Bar-Kays,
Urselle,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Goldenarms,
Animal Collective,
Stetsasonic,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Max Romeo,
The Fortunes,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Minutemen,
Kayak,
a-ha,
The Skatalites,
Grey Daturas,
Tomorrow,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Amazonics,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Johnny Clarke,
Electric Prunes,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Slave,
Roxette,
The Zeros,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Isaac Hayes,
Connie Case,
The Barracudas,
Rakim,
Supertramp,
The Smiths,
Yusef Lateef,
LL Cool J,
Inner City,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
AZ,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.