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 Lebanon and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Portland.
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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Electric Prunes to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 James Chance & The Contortions. All the underground hits.
All The Blues Magoos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Minnie Riperton,
Guru Guru,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Gastr Del Sol,
Joyce Sims,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
cv313,
The Blues Magoos,
Bill Near,
Fat Boys,
Ice-T,
The Music Machine,
Brothers Johnson,
The Cowsills,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gabor Szabo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lungfish,
Joe Finger,
Nick Fraelich,
Fela Kuti,
Chrome,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Monks,
Suicide,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Todd Rundgren,
UT,
June Days,
Ornette Coleman,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Stockholm Monsters,
DJ Sneak,
Yusef Lateef,
Jeff Lynne,
Judy Mowatt,
Junior Murvin,
Matthew Bourne,
DJ Style,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bronski Beat,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Flamin' Groovies,
Quantec,
D'Angelo,
The Raincoats,
Aural Exciters,
La Düsseldorf,
Kayak,
The Misunderstood,
Black Pus,
Half Japanese,
Livin' Joy,
Blancmange,
Man Eating Sloth,
Anthony Braxton,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Barbara Tucker,
Robert Hood,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.