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 Czech Republic and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Holger Czukay 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine 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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liliput record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Television Personalities,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Infiniti,
Sight & Sound,
Angry Samoans,
The Mojo Men,
Archie Shepp,
Maleditus Sound,
Cal Tjader,
Kas Product,
E-Dancer,
Rotary Connection,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Delta 5,
Lou Reed,
Ponytail,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Names,
Cecil Taylor,
the Bar-Kays,
Flipper,
Organ,
Throbbing Gristle,
Erasure,
Robert Wyatt,
Minnie Riperton,
Banda Bassotti,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Fire Engines,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
EPMD,
Symarip,
Skaos,
Lucky Dragons,
Byron Stingily,
Sound Behaviour,
New Age Steppers,
The Beau Brummels,
Amazonics,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sonic Youth,
Neil Young,
Sun City Girls,
Bill Wells,
The Evens,
The Move,
Buzzcocks,
Black Bananas,
Junior Murvin,
Yusef Lateef,
Donald Byrd,
Bauhaus,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Dennis Brown,
The J.B.'s,
Skarface,
The Pop Group,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks.
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.