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 Philippines and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish to the techno 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 Peanut Butter Conspiracy. All the underground hits.
All Chris Corsano tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II 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 a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Residents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
the Swans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Magazine,
Black Moon,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Selecter,
Sam Rivers,
8 Eyed Spy,
Vladislav Delay,
Tears for Fears,
Rekid,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ash Ra Tempel,
AZ,
Arab on Radar,
Yaz,
Hoover,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Pretty Things,
Nico,
Tomorrow,
The Walker Brothers,
Tres Demented,
Soft Cell,
Roxy Music,
Bush Tetras,
the Germs,
Theoretical Girls,
Arcadia,
Newcleus,
Pagans,
The Sonics,
A Certain Ratio,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pussy Galore,
Robert Wyatt,
Subhumans,
Hashim,
Make Up,
Godley & Creme,
Excepter,
Joe Finger,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pulsallama,
Black Flag,
Public Enemy,
Don Cherry,
Stetsasonic,
Radiohead,
10cc,
The Vogues,
the Human League,
The Tremeloes,
Deakin,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Scrapy,
The Modern Lovers,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Gladiators,
Archie Shepp,
The Barracudas,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.