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 Swaziland and from Manchester.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 mellotron 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 Sound Behaviour to the funk 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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
Cymande,
Minor Threat,
Soft Machine,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lee Hazlewood,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Funky Four + One,
In Retrospect,
Lower 48,
Scan 7,
New Order,
Liliput,
Negative Approach,
Au Pairs,
Connie Case,
Ponytail,
Ultravox,
Tropical Tobacco,
Funkadelic,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Zeros,
Franke,
Skarface,
Popol Vuh,
Eric Dolphy,
Jawbox,
Radiopuhelimet,
Blancmange,
Ornette Coleman,
Mandrill,
Fugazi,
The New Christs,
Danielle Patucci,
Ronnie Foster,
Cameo,
Sparks,
Brass Construction,
Sonny Sharrock,
Charles Mingus,
Fad Gadget,
The Sound,
Peter & Gordon,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lucky Dragons,
a-ha,
Delon & Dalcan,
Johnny Clarke,
Don Cherry,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Dave Clark Five,
X-102,
The Angels of Light,
Joe Smooth,
Subhumans,
Boogie Down Productions,
This Heat,
Bang On A Can,
Pantaleimon,
CMW,
Goldenarms,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.