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 Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 guitar 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 B.T. Express to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glenn Branca 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a KRS-One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Osbourne,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ronnie Foster,
Peter & Gordon,
Anakelly,
The Pop Group,
Piero Umiliani,
Barry Ungar,
Boogie Down Productions,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ultra Naté,
Los Fastidios,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
MDC,
Wings,
Surgeon,
The J.B.'s,
The Shadows of Knight,
Moby Grape,
Sight & Sound,
The Move,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Make Up,
The Residents,
Deepchord,
Desert Stars,
The Gun Club,
Scott Walker,
CMW,
The Happenings,
T.S.O.L.,
Gabor Szabo,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ossler,
X-Ray Spex,
Trumans Water,
Das Ding,
Crispy Ambulance,
Soft Cell,
David McCallum,
The Searchers,
the Germs,
Moss Icon,
FM Einheit,
Bronski Beat,
Faraquet,
John Coltrane,
Buzzcocks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Cramps,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Standells,
Lou Reed,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
John Holt,
DJ Sneak,
Hoover,
Franke,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.