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 Monaco and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 Tokyo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 mellotron 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 Lou Reed to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 New Christs. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Au Pairs,
The Motions,
Aural Exciters,
Agitation Free,
Chrome,
Brand Nubian,
Outsiders,
Soulsonic Force,
Unrelated Segments,
Underground Resistance,
Mark Hollis,
Los Fastidios,
Inner City,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Cymande,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bill Near,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Skriet,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sun City Girls,
Groovy Waters,
Fela Kuti,
La Düsseldorf,
Funky Four + One,
MDC,
Quantec,
Half Japanese,
Eric B and Rakim,
New Age Steppers,
Peter & Gordon,
X-101,
Deadbeat,
Tropical Tobacco,
Rakim,
Gil Scott Heron,
Don Cherry,
Suicide,
Joyce Sims,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Blossom Toes,
Crime,
The American Breed,
Godley & Creme,
Fear,
Little Man,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Martian,
Bad Manners,
Juan Atkins,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kerri Chandler,
Faust,
Aswad,
Johnny Osbourne,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.