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 Barbados and from Portland.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 sitar 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 One Last Wish 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 The Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Raincoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Subhumans,
Icehouse,
Average White Band,
OOIOO,
Dorothy Ashby,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
X-102,
The Busters,
Michelle Simonal,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
U.S. Maple,
Animal Collective,
Pere Ubu,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Flipper,
Drive Like Jehu,
Thee Headcoats,
Oneida,
Grey Daturas,
Smog,
Fugazi,
Arcadia,
Boz Scaggs,
The Vogues,
FM Einheit,
The Red Krayola,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
T.S.O.L.,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Human League,
Mantronix,
Bobby Sherman,
Josef K,
Rites of Spring,
Tomorrow,
Supertramp,
Moss Icon,
Underground Resistance,
The New Christs,
T. Rex,
Zero Boys,
Anthony Braxton,
The Offenders,
Lyres,
Main Source,
The Star Department,
Eurythmics,
Scientists,
Trumans Water,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Dual Sessions,
Nils Olav,
the Soft Cell,
Shoche,
Dawn Penn,
the Slits,
The Slackers,
Jacques Brel,
Essential Logic,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.