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 Turkey and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 Tokyo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 güiro 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 Flash Fearless to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All A Certain Ratio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every K-Klass record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
The Victims,
This Heat,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Model 500,
Sällskapet,
The Evens,
Clear Light,
Bluetip,
Joey Negro,
Toni Rubio,
Bauhaus,
Kerri Chandler,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Unrelated Segments,
Marshall Jefferson,
Accadde A,
Eden Ahbez,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Techniques,
Sexual Harrassment,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bang On A Can,
Q and Not U,
Ponytail,
Aaron Thompson,
Danielle Patucci,
Metal Thangz,
Spoonie Gee,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
H. Thieme,
Robert Wyatt,
Half Japanese,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bill Wells,
Sixth Finger,
The Standells,
Yusef Lateef,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Wings,
Sandy B,
DNA,
MC5,
Los Fastidios,
The Fall,
Harry Pussy,
Pantytec,
Aswad,
JFA,
Josef K,
The Gap Band,
Faust,
Fugazi,
Unwound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Warren Ellis,
Magma,
Peter and Kerry,
Joe Smooth,
Sugar Minott,
Agent Orange,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade.
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.