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 Cape Verde and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Letta Mbulu to the grunge 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 The Standells. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Porter Ricks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Carl Craig record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Beau Brummels,
Lightning Bolt,
Scratch Acid,
The Stooges,
The Standells,
Godley & Creme,
Tommy Roe,
Blake Baxter,
Bootsy Collins,
Pet Shop Boys,
Can,
The Happenings,
Country Teasers,
Tropical Tobacco,
Marc Almond,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Tremeloes,
Youth Brigade,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
the Slits,
Unrelated Segments,
A Certain Ratio,
New Age Steppers,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Residents,
Con Funk Shun,
John Lydon,
Buzzcocks,
China Crisis,
The Doobie Brothers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bill Near,
Avey Tare,
The Fortunes,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Blues Magoos,
Duran Duran,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Amon Düül II,
Albert Ayler,
Glenn Branca,
Morten Harket,
10cc,
the Bar-Kays,
Reagan Youth,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Flipper,
Suicide,
Rites of Spring,
Stetsasonic,
Barbara Tucker,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Henry Cow,
Fear,
Jeru the Damaja,
Joe Finger,
The Litter,
Altered Images,
Eurythmics,
Bronski Beat,
Pagans, Pagans, Pagans, Pagans.
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.