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 Grenada 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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 oboe 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 Funkadelic to the rap 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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
This Heat,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ohio Players,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Wake,
Gong,
Bobby Hutcherson,
KRS-One,
Pantytec,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Al Stewart,
Camberwell Now,
Harmonia,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
John Coltrane,
Qualms,
Tom Boy,
Moss Icon,
Severed Heads,
Carl Craig,
Patti Smith,
Cecil Taylor,
MC5,
Soul II Soul,
DNA,
Arthur Verocai,
Quadrant,
JFA,
Yusef Lateef,
Bluetip,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Michelle Simonal,
Grey Daturas,
Interpol,
Flipper,
The Trojans,
Connie Case,
David Axelrod,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Joey Negro,
Eric B and Rakim,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Franke,
Rod Modell,
Black Sheep,
Prince Buster,
Hot Snakes,
Rosa Yemen,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Skriet,
a-ha,
Television Personalities,
The Vogues,
Agitation Free,
Sarah Menescal,
Terry Callier,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic.
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.