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 Ivory Coast and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All James White and The Blacks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kings Of Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
The Slackers,
Letta Mbulu,
Big Daddy Kane,
Q and Not U,
Main Source,
Groovy Waters,
Peter & Gordon,
This Heat,
Boredoms,
Joe Finger,
Cecil Taylor,
Alton Ellis,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sonic Youth,
Minny Pops,
Yazoo,
LL Cool J,
Lalann,
Dual Sessions,
Isaac Hayes,
Ossler,
The Buckinghams,
Amazonics,
Radiohead,
Masters at Work,
Gil Scott Heron,
Roy Ayers,
Swans,
Spandau Ballet,
Qualms,
The Knickerbockers,
Depeche Mode,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Move,
The J.B.'s,
Monks,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Zeros,
Vainqueur,
Chrome,
Graham Central Station,
Darondo,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Pretty Things,
Banda Bassotti,
Babytalk,
Scion,
Tubeway Army,
Pulsallama,
Rites of Spring,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rekid,
Black Bananas,
Aural Exciters,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Fortunes,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Gories,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.