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 Congo and from Sao Paulo.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Accra.
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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Barclay James Harvest to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Joe & The Fish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fugazi record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monks,
Pantaleimon,
Brass Construction,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Mojo Men,
Ohio Players,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Durutti Column,
Groovy Waters,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kayak,
This Heat,
Urselle,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dead Boys,
Amon Düül,
Alton Ellis,
Simply Red,
Soft Cell,
Tres Demented,
Kenny Larkin,
The Offenders,
The Last Poets,
Chris & Cosey,
Yusef Lateef,
Surgeon,
Scrapy,
Smog,
Eve St. Jones,
Masters at Work,
Gabor Szabo,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Johnny Clarke,
Subhumans,
Erykah Badu,
Motorama,
Little Man,
Scion,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sam Rivers,
Amon Düül II,
Rapeman,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Connie Case,
The Cowsills,
Howard Jones,
The Move,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Terrestrial Tones,
Soft Machine,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Fall,
Bang On A Can,
Reuben Wilson,
Y Pants,
Moebius,
Q and Not U,
KRS-One,
The Electric Prunes,
Lindisfarne,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.