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 Poland and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 organ 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 UT to the disco 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 Spoonie Gee. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Bowie 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Dennis Brown,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bluetip,
Sällskapet,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jimmy McGriff,
Brand Nubian,
Grandmaster Flash,
June of 44,
Rakim,
Youth Brigade,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Archie Shepp,
Matthew Halsall,
Quantec,
Barbara Tucker,
The Stooges,
Au Pairs,
Sam Rivers,
Rod Modell,
UT,
Terry Callier,
The Names,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Parry Music,
Sarah Menescal,
AZ,
L. Decosne,
Interpol,
Soul II Soul,
Infiniti,
Peter & Gordon,
Banda Bassotti,
Deadbeat,
D'Angelo,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ossler,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Marine Girls,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Khruangbin,
Rhythm & Sound,
Black Bananas,
Stereo Dub,
Soft Machine,
Underground Resistance,
Eurythmics,
Quadrant,
New Age Steppers,
Panda Bear,
Funkadelic,
Lucky Dragons,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Urselle,
DJ Style,
Delta 5,
Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley.
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.