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 Kenya and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Robert Palmer 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 Eric Dolphy to the dance 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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas 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 an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
Todd Rundgren,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Monochrome Set,
Shoche,
Robert Görl,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Blues Magoos,
The Leaves,
ABBA,
MC5,
Mission of Burma,
Excepter,
June Days,
New Age Steppers,
L. Decosne,
10cc,
H. Thieme,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Invisible,
Aural Exciters,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ronan,
Barbara Tucker,
The Modern Lovers,
Adolescents,
Soul II Soul,
A Certain Ratio,
Jeru the Damaja,
Amazonics,
Procol Harum,
Thee Headcoats,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Pretty Things,
Ornette Coleman,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Zero Boys,
The Grass Roots,
Flipper,
Mars,
Smog,
Alton Ellis,
Zapp,
The Martian,
John Coltrane,
Average White Band,
Warsaw,
The Vogues,
Kas Product,
Whodini,
Television Personalities,
Echospace,
Erykah Badu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Dual Sessions,
Anakelly,
These Immortal Souls,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.