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 Moldova and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Copenhagen.
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 theremin 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 Easy Going to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brothers Johnson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Marvin Gaye,
Prince Buster,
Aswad,
Radio Birdman,
Simply Red,
The Doors,
PIL,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Duran Duran,
Suburban Knight,
The Move,
The Dave Clark Five,
Trumans Water,
F. McDonald,
The Searchers,
Harmonia,
Absolute Body Control,
The Toasters,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Slits,
Grauzone,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jeru the Damaja,
Interpol,
Albert Ayler,
The Gladiators,
Chrome,
Johnny Osbourne,
Neil Young,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sugar Minott,
Wally Richardson,
Ronnie Foster,
The Seeds,
Skarface,
Spandau Ballet,
Los Fastidios,
Eli Mardock,
Ronan,
Popol Vuh,
Howard Jones,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Hardrive,
Infiniti,
Livin' Joy,
The Angels of Light,
MC5,
Dorothy Ashby,
Neu!,
the Soft Cell,
Minor Threat,
The J.B.'s,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Black Pus,
Rites of Spring,
Maleditus Sound,
Alphaville,
Agent Orange,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
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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.