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 Zambia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Harmonia to the dance 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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donald Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
New Order,
Yazoo,
Albert Ayler,
Black Flag,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Khruangbin,
Sound Behaviour,
Hasil Adkins,
Sällskapet,
Nils Olav,
Joensuu 1685,
10cc,
Oblivians,
Brothers Johnson,
Hardrive,
The Last Poets,
Max Romeo,
New Age Steppers,
Morten Harket,
The Remains,
Saccharine Trust,
The Standells,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Invisible,
Index,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Loose Ends,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Radiopuhelimet,
Moby Grape,
Crispy Ambulance,
Dual Sessions,
Robert Hood,
cv313,
DJ Sneak,
Laurel Aitken,
Desert Stars,
La Düsseldorf,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Kinks,
The Raincoats,
The Move,
Sex Pistols,
Radiohead,
The Misunderstood,
A Certain Ratio,
Terry Callier,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Dawn Penn,
Juan Atkins,
The Fugs,
Ponytail,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Fuzztones,
Maurizio,
Neil Young,
Marcia Griffiths,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity.
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.