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 Jamaica and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T.S.O.L. 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Kurtis Blow,
Main Source,
The Busters,
Judy Mowatt,
Roy Ayers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Interpol,
Bronski Beat,
JFA,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Darondo,
Absolute Body Control,
Malaria!,
Nik Kershaw,
Alton Ellis,
Pantaleimon,
The Standells,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Banda Bassotti,
Jimmy McGriff,
Public Enemy,
Barrington Levy,
Goldenarms,
ABC,
X-101,
the Human League,
Johnny Clarke,
Masters at Work,
Alphaville,
X-Ray Spex,
Girls At Our Best!,
Cameo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Cowsills,
Johnny Osbourne,
Pierre Henry,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Mad Mike,
John Coltrane,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Piero Umiliani,
The United States of America,
Todd Rundgren,
Ohio Players,
Idris Muhammad,
The Saints,
The Blackbyrds,
The Stooges,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Inner City,
Flipper,
Organ,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Grass Roots,
LL Cool J,
Groovy Waters,
London Community Gospel Choir,
UT,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Crispian St. Peters,
F. McDonald,
Shuggie Otis,
Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio.
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.