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 Colombia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 snare 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 Bobby Sherman to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Inner City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fatback Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Khruangbin,
Zero Boys,
Anakelly,
Todd Rundgren,
Cameo,
The Dave Clark Five,
Nation of Ulysses,
Byron Stingily,
Lower 48,
The Litter,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
David Bowie,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
X-101,
Sonny Sharrock,
Marcia Griffiths,
James Chance & The Contortions,
FM Einheit,
Leonard Cohen,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Davy DMX,
Brass Construction,
Sun Ra,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Iggy Pop,
The Seeds,
Blossom Toes,
Soul Sonic Force,
Slick Rick,
Ituana,
Barclay James Harvest,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Aloha Tigers,
Adolescents,
The Count Five,
Mary Jane Girls,
June of 44,
Section 25,
ABBA,
Steve Hackett,
New Age Steppers,
10cc,
David McCallum,
Magma,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Danielle Patucci,
Pere Ubu,
Fugazi,
Ponytail,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
H. Thieme,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
X-102,
Erasure,
Harmonia,
Tubeway Army,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.