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 East Timor and from Portland.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin 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 JFA to the jazz 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 Bang On A Can. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Essential Logic,
Pharoah Sanders,
Deepchord,
Sugar Minott,
Wolf Eyes,
Ultimate Spinach,
Goldenarms,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Toasters,
Be Bop Deluxe,
H. Thieme,
Bobby Sherman,
Cal Tjader,
Godley & Creme,
June Days,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marine Girls,
Spoonie Gee,
Black Flag,
The Music Machine,
Bauhaus,
Ronnie Foster,
FM Einheit,
Black Sheep,
Rosa Yemen,
Sixth Finger,
Slick Rick,
Sun City Girls,
Urselle,
Funky Four + One,
Duran Duran,
Depeche Mode,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eyeless In Gaza,
F. McDonald,
Malaria!,
Dual Sessions,
Roxette,
ABC,
Brand Nubian,
Funkadelic,
Sight & Sound,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Derrick May,
Peter and Kerry,
Throbbing Gristle,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Neil Young,
The Monks,
D'Angelo,
The Selecter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Warren Ellis,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
CMW,
Panda Bear,
Albert Ayler,
The Golliwogs,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.