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 Somalia and from Delhi.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 John Coltrane to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family. All the underground hits.
All John Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Icehouse,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Michelle Simonal,
Los Fastidios,
The Standells,
Tears for Fears,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Derrick Morgan,
Visage,
FM Einheit,
Flash Fearless,
MDC,
Don Cherry,
Rufus Thomas,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Crime,
The Cowsills,
Marvin Gaye,
The Monks,
In Retrospect,
The Gap Band,
Guru Guru,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Judy Mowatt,
Liliput,
F. McDonald,
Toni Rubio,
Yazoo,
Buzzcocks,
Quando Quango,
Fad Gadget,
Radiohead,
Letta Mbulu,
The Neon Judgement,
Brand Nubian,
Babytalk,
Zapp,
Banda Bassotti,
Girls At Our Best!,
Leonard Cohen,
the Germs,
Davy DMX,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Dennis Brown,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Fall,
Black Sheep,
Slick Rick,
Index,
Mary Jane Girls,
Nick Fraelich,
Minny Pops,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Residents,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Max Romeo,
These Immortal Souls,
Siglo XX,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Motions,
Suicide, Suicide, Suicide, Suicide.
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.