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 Sri Lanka and from Cairo.
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 Glasgow and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Section 25 to the disco 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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All Barrington Levy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Black Sheep,
Depeche Mode,
John Holt,
MC5,
Shoche,
June of 44,
Bill Wells,
FM Einheit,
Soul II Soul,
The Saints,
Lebanon Hanover,
Flamin' Groovies,
Donald Byrd,
The United States of America,
Michelle Simonal,
Pantytec,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Public Image Ltd.,
Magma,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cecil Taylor,
Jawbox,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Stooges,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
These Immortal Souls,
Derrick Morgan,
Oblivians,
Youth Brigade,
Boz Scaggs,
X-Ray Spex,
KRS-One,
Essential Logic,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Zapp,
Cybotron,
Boredoms,
The Grass Roots,
The Remains,
Faraquet,
The Fall,
Sarah Menescal,
Metal Thangz,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Tres Demented,
Radiohead,
Dawn Penn,
Kenny Larkin,
China Crisis,
Vladislav Delay,
Deepchord,
Aswad,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rotary Connection,
T. Rex,
The Fortunes,
Pole,
Albert Ayler,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Pretty Things,
The Litter, The Litter, The Litter, The Litter.
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.