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 Gambia and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers Ubiquity tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Holt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Television Personalities,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Maurizio,
Big Daddy Kane,
Grey Daturas,
The Fugs,
Warsaw,
Ronan,
Wally Richardson,
Bronski Beat,
The Tremeloes,
Dead Boys,
The Invisible,
Letta Mbulu,
The Zeros,
Fatback Band,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Monks,
Accadde A,
Wolf Eyes,
Scan 7,
The Motions,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Derrick May,
Siglo XX,
New Order,
The Barracudas,
Gong,
Eden Ahbez,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Soul II Soul,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Scott Walker,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bang On A Can,
The Index,
Eurythmics,
The Music Machine,
Dual Sessions,
Sparks,
Pierre Henry,
Television,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Icehouse,
Yellowson,
The Remains,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
DJ Sneak,
Drexciya,
Minny Pops,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Smog,
Harpers Bizarre,
Von Mondo,
F. McDonald,
FM Einheit,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ice-T,
CMW,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.