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 Hungary and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 guitar 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 Pulsallama to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moby Grape record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Grandmaster Flash,
Monks,
The Skatalites,
Chris & Cosey,
The Standells,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Spoonie Gee,
Pylon,
The Happenings,
Rakim,
Au Pairs,
Inner City,
Mad Mike,
Deadbeat,
Gang Green,
Ituana,
The Mummies,
JFA,
Frankie Knuckles,
Altered Images,
Faust,
Roger Hodgson,
Michelle Simonal,
Harmonia,
Bootsy Collins,
Ossler,
the Bar-Kays,
Donny Hathaway,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
MDC,
Technova,
Jacob Miller,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gong,
Andrew Hill,
Liliput,
Bill Near,
Lalann,
The Zeros,
Gang Starr,
David McCallum,
Magazine,
Ultra Naté,
Iggy Pop,
Barbara Tucker,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jeru the Damaja,
Loose Ends,
Stereo Dub,
The Moody Blues,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Saccharine Trust,
Pantaleimon,
Accadde A,
Little Man, Little Man, Little Man, Little Man.
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.