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 Macedonia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Soulsonic Force to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Evens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Brass Construction,
Ohio Players,
Nico,
Bush Tetras,
The Selecter,
The Techniques,
Iggy Pop,
Blake Baxter,
Moss Icon,
Joey Negro,
Bluetip,
In Retrospect,
Robert Wyatt,
Skarface,
the Fania All-Stars,
Anakelly,
Archie Shepp,
The Litter,
Dennis Brown,
kango's stein massive,
Au Pairs,
Suburban Knight,
The Electric Prunes,
Robert Hood,
Derrick May,
Ronnie Foster,
Sight & Sound,
The Cramps,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Cameo,
Charles Mingus,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Warren Ellis,
The Moleskins,
Jacob Miller,
James White and The Blacks,
Quadrant,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Swell Maps,
Duran Duran,
Inner City,
Underground Resistance,
the Association,
Roxette,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Tremeloes,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Smiths,
John Coltrane,
Mr. Review,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Young Rascals,
Young Marble Giants,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Invisible,
Fela Kuti,
David Axelrod,
Mantronix,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.