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 Tonga and from Hong Kong.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Blues Magoos. All the underground hits.
All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barrington Levy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wally Richardson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skaos,
Fear,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Adolescents,
John Holt,
L. Decosne,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ponytail,
Brass Construction,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Bar-Kays,
Ten City,
The Grass Roots,
Nik Kershaw,
Pere Ubu,
Panda Bear,
FM Einheit,
The Moody Blues,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gap Band,
Bootsy Collins,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eli Mardock,
Frankie Knuckles,
R.M.O.,
Harry Pussy,
Schoolly D,
Das Ding,
Sarah Menescal,
The Five Americans,
Rekid,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Althea and Donna,
June Days,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Techniques,
Graham Central Station,
Junior Murvin,
Pussy Galore,
Intrusion,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Young Rascals,
John Foxx,
Gabor Szabo,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pantytec,
Barbara Tucker,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Japan,
Leonard Cohen,
Marine Girls,
Scan 7,
Loose Ends,
Kaleidoscope,
Gichy Dan,
The Associates,
U.S. Maple,
June of 44,
Brick,
Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon.
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.