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 China and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Michael McDonald 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 Stetsasonic to the funk 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 Smog. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Johnny Clarke,
Crooked Eye,
Technova,
The Music Machine,
Shoche,
Ornette Coleman,
Tubeway Army,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scott Walker,
Section 25,
Aswad,
Big Daddy Kane,
New Age Steppers,
Albert Ayler,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kayak,
Man Parrish,
Skriet,
Visage,
Parry Music,
a-ha,
The United States of America,
Donny Hathaway,
Jacques Brel,
Schoolly D,
Brass Construction,
Steve Hackett,
Khruangbin,
Black Pus,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pantaleimon,
The Doobie Brothers,
Spoonie Gee,
DJ Style,
Harry Pussy,
Lyres,
Zero Boys,
Sound Behaviour,
Guru Guru,
Crash Course in Science,
Vladislav Delay,
Mark Hollis,
Wire,
The Blues Magoos,
Youth Brigade,
Judy Mowatt,
The Sonics,
The Doors,
June of 44,
The Motions,
Flash Fearless,
LL Cool J,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Aloha Tigers,
Hasil Adkins,
MC5,
Bill Wells,
Monolake,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.