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 Nepal and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Hong Kong.
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 marimba 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 Soul II Soul to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Moon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Dual Sessions,
Radiohead,
a-ha,
Hot Snakes,
Lucky Dragons,
Moby Grape,
Minutemen,
Tres Demented,
Funky Four + One,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ten City,
Kerri Chandler,
Marc Almond,
Minny Pops,
The Stooges,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sandy B,
Joey Negro,
The Last Poets,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lyres,
Groovy Waters,
Scan 7,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Theoretical Girls,
Model 500,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kaleidoscope,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Cramps,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Intrusion,
Pierre Henry,
The Slits,
Whodini,
Sugar Minott,
Wings,
Crispy Ambulance,
Marmalade,
Scott Walker,
cv313,
U.S. Maple,
Subhumans,
Hashim,
Technova,
Index,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Moody Blues,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Khruangbin,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Jawbox,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Wally Richardson,
Deepchord,
The Standells,
The Sonics,
Mo-Dettes,
Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore.
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.