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 Gabon and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Jakarta.
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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Nico to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Rhythm & Sound,
Brothers Johnson,
Monks,
Index,
Banda Bassotti,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Marvin Gaye,
Second Layer,
The Leaves,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Fire Engines,
Cheater Slicks,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
a-ha,
Average White Band,
OOIOO,
Anthony Braxton,
the Swans,
Young Marble Giants,
Bush Tetras,
Aswad,
John Coltrane,
Connie Case,
Wasted Youth,
Clear Light,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
T.S.O.L.,
Pagans,
The Monochrome Set,
Crispy Ambulance,
Mr. Review,
The Associates,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Red Krayola,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Deadbeat,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Litter,
the Association,
John Cale,
The Evens,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Al Stewart,
Camberwell Now,
K-Klass,
Arab on Radar,
Lee Hazlewood,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Visage,
AZ,
Scratch Acid,
The New Christs,
MDC,
Minutemen,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gang of Four,
Susan Cadogan,
Subhumans,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ralphi Rosario,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.