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 Kuwait and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Bologna.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 MDC to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Banda Bassotti. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hoover,
This Heat,
Kayak,
Man Parrish,
UT,
Cheater Slicks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Amazonics,
Black Pus,
Scrapy,
Ituana,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Slits,
Masters at Work,
Wally Richardson,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Unrelated Segments,
The Misunderstood,
Fear,
Theoretical Girls,
Quadrant,
Aloha Tigers,
Mad Mike,
Gichy Dan,
LL Cool J,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Von Mondo,
David Bowie,
The Star Department,
Brand Nubian,
Sparks,
Josef K,
Tomorrow,
The Barracudas,
Television Personalities,
Jeru the Damaja,
F. McDonald,
Thee Headcoats,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Chris & Cosey,
Crash Course in Science,
Babytalk,
Amon Düül,
Q and Not U,
Lebanon Hanover,
Flash Fearless,
The Dead C,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Idris Muhammad,
Toni Rubio,
AZ,
Neil Young,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Intrusion,
Make Up,
Deadbeat,
Erasure,
Harmonia,
Camouflage,
The Human League,
Monolake,
Kerrie Biddell,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.