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 Morocco and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Cameo to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Metal Thangz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bad Manners,
EPMD,
Chris & Cosey,
Moby Grape,
Wasted Youth,
Slick Rick,
The Searchers,
cv313,
Monks,
Lower 48,
Lightning Bolt,
Crash Course in Science,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bronski Beat,
Brass Construction,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Red Krayola,
One Last Wish,
Sound Behaviour,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Martian,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rapeman,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Joe Smooth,
Robert Hood,
Pharoah Sanders,
Livin' Joy,
Deepchord,
New Age Steppers,
The Pop Group,
The Birthday Party,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Althea and Donna,
Nico,
U.S. Maple,
The Fugs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Soul II Soul,
Jimmy McGriff,
Big Daddy Kane,
Erykah Badu,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bootsy Collins,
Lakeside,
Blancmange,
Joyce Sims,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Monochrome Set,
Alice Coltrane,
The Flesh Eaters,
Hot Snakes,
The Mummies,
Matthew Halsall,
Pussy Galore,
Thompson Twins,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.