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 Uruguay and from Salvador.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Velvet Underground to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Subhumans. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo 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 linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
Porter Ricks,
Bill Near,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Invisible,
Amazonics,
Sixth Finger,
Con Funk Shun,
The Shadows of Knight,
DJ Sneak,
Desert Stars,
the Sonics,
Excepter,
Sam Rivers,
Deadbeat,
Maleditus Sound,
Bill Wells,
Supertramp,
Marine Girls,
Aaron Thompson,
Tres Demented,
Jerry's Kids,
La Düsseldorf,
The Blackbyrds,
MC5,
Donny Hathaway,
Kerri Chandler,
Camouflage,
Toni Rubio,
Terry Callier,
X-101,
Radiohead,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Last Poets,
Ronnie Foster,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Flamin' Groovies,
Neil Young,
Avey Tare,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Japan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Symarip,
Suburban Knight,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Albert Ayler,
Stockholm Monsters,
Little Man,
Cameo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Crispian St. Peters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Black Moon,
Mr. Review,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Prince Buster,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.