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 Laos and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 spring reverb 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 Minnie Riperton to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Fifty Foot Hose. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doors,
The Wake,
The Saints,
Barbara Tucker,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Flipper,
D'Angelo,
JFA,
Derrick May,
Cabaret Voltaire,
David McCallum,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Saccharine Trust,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Doobie Brothers,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pierre Henry,
Carl Craig,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
ABC,
Davy DMX,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Fugs,
Symarip,
Aswad,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gong,
Inner City,
David Axelrod,
Crooked Eye,
Zapp,
Amon Düül II,
Crash Course in Science,
Hasil Adkins,
Royal Trux,
Television Personalities,
The Durutti Column,
Matthew Halsall,
The Blackbyrds,
Bad Manners,
The Raincoats,
Buzzcocks,
Gastr Del Sol,
China Crisis,
B.T. Express,
Sun Ra,
Wire,
Mars,
Wally Richardson,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Cal Tjader,
Robert Görl,
The Offenders,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bootsy Collins,
Clear Light,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.