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 Sierra Leone and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 guitar 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 Franke to the rap 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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All Desert Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Bizarre Inc.,
Con Funk Shun,
Brass Construction,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Black Moon,
Ronnie Foster,
Sixth Finger,
Minny Pops,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Golliwogs,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Letta Mbulu,
FM Einheit,
Flamin' Groovies,
10cc,
Alton Ellis,
Das Ding,
Malaria!,
Scion,
Eve St. Jones,
Harpers Bizarre,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Chris Corsano,
Johnny Osbourne,
Fad Gadget,
Stockholm Monsters,
Blossom Toes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Dual Sessions,
Make Up,
Cameo,
Supertramp,
The Moody Blues,
Graham Central Station,
AZ,
Fort Wilson Riot,
cv313,
Joe Finger,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Warsaw,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Nick Fraelich,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Surgeon,
The Mojo Men,
Altered Images,
DNA,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Dave Clark Five,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Aural Exciters,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gang Starr,
Alison Limerick,
Aloha Tigers,
Gregory Isaacs,
48th St. Collective,
Masters at Work,
KRS-One,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.