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 Seychelles and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Donald Fagen 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 Urselle to the jazz 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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Make Up record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Funkadelic,
The Leaves,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Smoke,
The Dave Clark Five,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Warsaw,
Todd Rundgren,
Pulsallama,
Scrapy,
Black Sheep,
Siglo XX,
Ornette Coleman,
Warren Ellis,
X-102,
The Vogues,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Yellowson,
Scion,
Television,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Harpers Bizarre,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sandy B,
Dennis Brown,
Delta 5,
Magazine,
Pantytec,
Roger Hodgson,
The Moody Blues,
Reuben Wilson,
The Skatalites,
Derrick May,
The Gun Club,
Sixth Finger,
New Order,
Bizarre Inc.,
Nik Kershaw,
Make Up,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Music Machine,
Kas Product,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Hashim,
UT,
Fear,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Victims,
Surgeon,
Television Personalities,
Bob Dylan,
Minnie Riperton,
John Foxx,
Moss Icon,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Skriet,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Symarip,
Ituana, Ituana, Ituana, Ituana.
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.