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 Thailand and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Accra.
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 arpeggiator 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 Organ to the jazz 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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All The J.B.'s tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echo & the Bunnymen 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Flash Fearless,
Eric Dolphy,
Lalann,
Jeru the Damaja,
Yellowson,
Panda Bear,
Brass Construction,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Brand Nubian,
Howard Jones,
DJ Style,
Yusef Lateef,
The Last Poets,
Kaleidoscope,
Quadrant,
Oneida,
Mission of Burma,
Moebius,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gabor Szabo,
The Victims,
The Gladiators,
Sugar Minott,
The Dirtbombs,
Accadde A,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Babytalk,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Arcadia,
Joyce Sims,
Youth Brigade,
The Sound,
The Raincoats,
Lou Christie,
The Vogues,
The Associates,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
UT,
David Axelrod,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Drexciya,
48th St. Collective,
Simply Red,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Danielle Patucci,
The Pop Group,
Excepter,
Nils Olav,
Rhythm & Sound,
Grauzone,
Ituana,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Moody Blues,
CMW,
Scratch Acid,
The Tremeloes,
Technova,
Michelle Simonal,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.