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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 theremin 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 Jeff Lynne to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Throbbing Gristle 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 synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
Dark Day,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
OOIOO,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Chris Corsano,
Ice-T,
Letta Mbulu,
Gang Starr,
Hasil Adkins,
Youth Brigade,
Bang On A Can,
Parry Music,
Girls At Our Best!,
Peter and Kerry,
Liliput,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lungfish,
Jimmy McGriff,
The New Christs,
Los Fastidios,
Tom Boy,
Harry Pussy,
Fela Kuti,
Motorama,
Pagans,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Throbbing Gristle,
Khruangbin,
Siglo XX,
Altered Images,
Agitation Free,
The Angels of Light,
Ralphi Rosario,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sugar Minott,
Pantaleimon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Newcleus,
Sixth Finger,
Aloha Tigers,
Second Layer,
The Cure,
The Slackers,
Boredoms,
The Seeds,
Gabor Szabo,
KRS-One,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ultra Naté,
X-Ray Spex,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kurtis Blow,
Pere Ubu,
Ten City,
Anakelly,
The Gap Band,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.
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.