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 Belgium and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and London.
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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Misunderstood to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Con Funk Shun 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Don Cherry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Lindisfarne,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Erasure,
Stetsasonic,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ten City,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Slick Rick,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eric Dolphy,
Radiohead,
Faust,
Theoretical Girls,
Essential Logic,
Average White Band,
Flipper,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Wings,
Slave,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Boredoms,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Angels of Light,
F. McDonald,
Sonic Youth,
Yaz,
Wire,
Black Sheep,
Alice Coltrane,
Rapeman,
Godley & Creme,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Warren Ellis,
Saccharine Trust,
Johnny Osbourne,
Angry Samoans,
Curtis Mayfield,
Aaron Thompson,
Simply Red,
Gerry Rafferty,
Fluxion,
Howard Jones,
Flamin' Groovies,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Modern Lovers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
the Normal,
Juan Atkins,
Matthew Bourne,
cv313,
Spandau Ballet,
Avey Tare,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Basic Channel,
Crime,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gregory Isaacs,
Tres Demented,
Jesper Dahlback,
H. Thieme,
Gichy Dan,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.