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 Vietnam and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Heavy D & The Boyz to the grime 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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maleditus Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Black Sheep,
Kaleidoscope,
Warsaw,
Ice-T,
Sight & Sound,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
KRS-One,
Cameo,
Gabor Szabo,
Roxy Music,
June of 44,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Duran Duran,
Cecil Taylor,
Charles Mingus,
Bluetip,
Deadbeat,
Organ,
Niagra,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
John Holt,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
U.S. Maple,
Iggy Pop,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Beau Brummels,
Angry Samoans,
Unwound,
Todd Terry,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Procol Harum,
Basic Channel,
The Slits,
The Saints,
Y Pants,
Yaz,
The Moody Blues,
Maurizio,
Kurtis Blow,
Aswad,
The Music Machine,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Darondo,
Animal Collective,
New York Dolls,
Motorama,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Eden Ahbez,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Zeros,
This Heat,
Henry Cow,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Crash Course in Science,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Wally Richardson,
Electric Prunes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett.
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.