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 Togo and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 Taipei and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 organ 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Girls At Our Best! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radio Birdman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cluster,
Barrington Levy,
Warren Ellis,
Eric Copeland,
The Gap Band,
Panda Bear,
Blake Baxter,
Soul Sonic Force,
Nick Fraelich,
Alison Limerick,
Main Source,
Vladislav Delay,
The Fire Engines,
Procol Harum,
The New Christs,
Das Ding,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Trojans,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Cameo,
Crooked Eye,
Quadrant,
Nils Olav,
The Mummies,
Kool Moe Dee,
Tears for Fears,
Man Eating Sloth,
Kurtis Blow,
Judy Mowatt,
Oblivians,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Buzzcocks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ludus,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Heaven 17,
Sonny Sharrock,
Scratch Acid,
Wolf Eyes,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Sonics,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Essential Logic,
Surgeon,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Eddi Front,
Deakin,
Minor Threat,
The Buckinghams,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Black Sheep,
10cc,
Gabor Szabo,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bluetip,
Matthew Halsall,
Average White Band,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.