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 Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 chamberlin 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 Lalann to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Nick Fraelich. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sister Nancy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Trojans,
Brick,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Average White Band,
Eric Copeland,
Lakeside,
Slave,
The Leaves,
the Human League,
Agent Orange,
Rosa Yemen,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mr. Review,
X-101,
Joe Finger,
Quantec,
Guru Guru,
Eurythmics,
Dennis Brown,
EPMD,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Franke,
Skaos,
E-Dancer,
Talk Talk,
Deadbeat,
Subhumans,
Sarah Menescal,
Lebanon Hanover,
Porter Ricks,
The Associates,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Matthew Halsall,
Scan 7,
Robert Hood,
Ronan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Chris & Cosey,
Grandmaster Flash,
Can,
JFA,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Soft Cell,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The New Christs,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Reagan Youth,
Accadde A,
Grauzone,
CMW,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sun City Girls,
Spandau Ballet,
Gong,
Stockholm Monsters,
Kenny Larkin,
Motorama,
Simply Red,
Minnie Riperton,
Bobby Womack,
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You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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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.