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 Turkmenistan and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Rekid to the grunge 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 Be Bop Deluxe. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Grandmaster Flash,
Shoche,
John Coltrane,
Jawbox,
Stockholm Monsters,
Intrusion,
Lungfish,
New Age Steppers,
Au Pairs,
Colin Newman,
Man Parrish,
Faraquet,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Newcleus,
T. Rex,
Sun City Girls,
Unrelated Segments,
The Music Machine,
Reuben Wilson,
The Walker Brothers,
Essential Logic,
Peter and Kerry,
June of 44,
Leonard Cohen,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Flamin' Groovies,
Lou Reed,
The Martian,
Joyce Sims,
John Holt,
Von Mondo,
Negative Approach,
New York Dolls,
Scan 7,
Japan,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Saccharine Trust,
Fatback Band,
Harmonia,
The Human League,
Gabor Szabo,
Ludus,
Procol Harum,
KRS-One,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Velvet Underground,
Thompson Twins,
the Bar-Kays,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pagans,
F. McDonald,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lalann,
Dave Gahan,
Con Funk Shun,
Arthur Verocai,
Deepchord,
Laurel Aitken,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Yazoo,
Amazonics,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.