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 Ukraine and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 808 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 Barrington Levy to the grunge 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers 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 güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Human League,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bob Dylan,
Pharoah Sanders,
Underground Resistance,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Roy Ayers,
The Names,
The Last Poets,
Robert Hood,
Gong,
The Evens,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Dead C,
Eric B and Rakim,
Altered Images,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sällskapet,
Echospace,
Marmalade,
the Bar-Kays,
James Chance & The Contortions,
10cc,
John Coltrane,
The Grass Roots,
Simply Red,
Easy Going,
Don Cherry,
Mary Jane Girls,
Wire,
K-Klass,
Nick Fraelich,
Colin Newman,
Dennis Brown,
Joey Negro,
Infiniti,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bad Manners,
Qualms,
Sonic Youth,
Warren Ellis,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Index,
Rosa Yemen,
David McCallum,
Soft Machine,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
MC5,
Scratch Acid,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Judy Mowatt,
Scion,
D'Angelo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Yellowson,
Los Fastidios,
Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly.
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.