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 Mali and from Mexico City.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Delon & Dalcan to the rock 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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
Porter Ricks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Henry Cow,
Niagra,
Barry Ungar,
Gong,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sonny Sharrock,
a-ha,
Infiniti,
Y Pants,
Althea and Donna,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
LL Cool J,
Graham Central Station,
Crime,
Gichy Dan,
Eli Mardock,
Fat Boys,
The Searchers,
Janne Schatter,
Desert Stars,
Kas Product,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lightning Bolt,
UT,
Scion,
Kerri Chandler,
Grandmaster Flash,
Zapp,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bill Wells,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
These Immortal Souls,
Smog,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ice-T,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Shadows of Knight,
Surgeon,
Qualms,
Bobby Byrd,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ludus,
Ohio Players,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Man Eating Sloth,
Arcadia,
Be Bop Deluxe,
the Bar-Kays,
Carl Craig,
The Last Poets,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Maurizio,
Erykah Badu,
JFA,
Joe Finger,
Joy Division,
Brick, Brick, Brick, Brick.
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.