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 Uruguay and from Delhi.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Flipper to the jazz 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 The Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Magma,
Trumans Water,
The Doobie Brothers,
D'Angelo,
Matthew Halsall,
Unrelated Segments,
The Moleskins,
New Order,
John Cale,
UT,
Public Enemy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Blancmange,
Underground Resistance,
Nils Olav,
Essential Logic,
The Leaves,
Dual Sessions,
Marcia Griffiths,
Robert Hood,
Minutemen,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
New York Dolls,
Wings,
Simply Red,
Eric Dolphy,
Loose Ends,
DNA,
kango's stein massive,
Prince Buster,
Absolute Body Control,
The J.B.'s,
The Shadows of Knight,
the Soft Cell,
Todd Terry,
Wire,
Bill Wells,
Cheater Slicks,
Pierre Henry,
Mary Jane Girls,
Fad Gadget,
Marvin Gaye,
The Sound,
Scratch Acid,
Young Marble Giants,
Fela Kuti,
PIL,
The Dave Clark Five,
Terry Callier,
Make Up,
Cybotron,
Ten City,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ken Boothe,
Scientists,
Derrick Morgan,
The Mummies,
Whodini,
Pere Ubu,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.