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 Laos and from Woodstock.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manila.
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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 B.T. Express to the crunk 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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
Sparks,
A Certain Ratio,
Quando Quango,
Davy DMX,
The Slits,
Cal Tjader,
Marmalade,
Robert Görl,
Prince Buster,
Slave,
Black Moon,
Rufus Thomas,
Susan Cadogan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Flash Fearless,
The Dead C,
Erykah Badu,
Joyce Sims,
Oneida,
Junior Murvin,
Pierre Henry,
Dorothy Ashby,
Aural Exciters,
Siglo XX,
Y Pants,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Severed Heads,
The Smiths,
The Martian,
Shoche,
the Normal,
Television Personalities,
Carl Craig,
Wire,
Arab on Radar,
Ralphi Rosario,
The American Breed,
The Velvet Underground,
The Birthday Party,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pole,
the Human League,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Real Kids,
Kurtis Blow,
Donald Byrd,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gang Starr,
Public Enemy,
Sun City Girls,
Nico,
Lyres,
The Techniques,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pantaleimon,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Simply Red,
Lou Reed,
Sugar Minott,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.