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 the UAE and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 clarinet 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 Masters at Work to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Hill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anthony Braxton,
The Smoke,
Chris & Cosey,
Connie Case,
Roy Ayers,
Little Man,
Leonard Cohen,
Jacob Miller,
FM Einheit,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Fatback Band,
Lindisfarne,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Vladislav Delay,
Derrick May,
Eden Ahbez,
Suicide,
Second Layer,
Fugazi,
Terry Callier,
Don Cherry,
Bill Near,
Barclay James Harvest,
Desert Stars,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Swans,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ituana,
The Dead C,
Yellowson,
Hardrive,
Erasure,
Q and Not U,
LL Cool J,
Brick,
the Soft Cell,
Nik Kershaw,
James White and The Blacks,
Robert Wyatt,
The Stooges,
The Walker Brothers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Average White Band,
Sex Pistols,
One Last Wish,
Cheater Slicks,
Aural Exciters,
10cc,
EPMD,
The Associates,
Frankie Knuckles,
Grey Daturas,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Agitation Free,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Roxy Music,
Suburban Knight,
The Pop Group,
Arcadia,
Aswad,
The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.
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.