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 Latvia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 Rotary Connection to the dance 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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every World's Most record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bob Dylan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Danielle Patucci,
James White and The Blacks,
Nation of Ulysses,
Robert Hood,
Gerry Rafferty,
Matthew Bourne,
Terry Callier,
Eric Dolphy,
Idris Muhammad,
Jimmy McGriff,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Flamin' Groovies,
Amazonics,
The Martian,
Gong,
Leonard Cohen,
Slave,
Fad Gadget,
Malaria!,
Television Personalities,
Scott Walker,
Al Stewart,
Pantytec,
Quando Quango,
Todd Terry,
Lee Hazlewood,
Infiniti,
Jeff Lynne,
Kayak,
Cluster,
Soft Machine,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Subhumans,
Chris & Cosey,
Yaz,
DJ Style,
Letta Mbulu,
Liliput,
Roxette,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Slick Rick,
Sun Ra,
MC5,
The Slits,
Barrington Levy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Loose Ends,
Barbara Tucker,
Agent Orange,
Essential Logic,
Radio Birdman,
Isaac Hayes,
Q65,
Accadde A,
Don Cherry,
Ossler,
Silicon Teens,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The J.B.'s,
Albert Ayler,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.