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 Antigua and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 snare 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 Yusef Lateef to the techno 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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cramps,
MDC,
Idris Muhammad,
Trumans Water,
The Techniques,
Faust,
Archie Shepp,
Bang On A Can,
Arthur Verocai,
Janne Schatter,
Suburban Knight,
Brand Nubian,
Desert Stars,
Lou Christie,
Pylon,
Bush Tetras,
Albert Ayler,
Monolake,
John Lydon,
Pierre Henry,
The Associates,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Nirvana,
Lebanon Hanover,
U.S. Maple,
The Durutti Column,
Piero Umiliani,
Nils Olav,
Main Source,
Angry Samoans,
Ponytail,
CMW,
Pere Ubu,
Quadrant,
Scan 7,
The Skatalites,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Eden Ahbez,
Camberwell Now,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Red Krayola,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sun City Girls,
David Bowie,
Shoche,
Soulsonic Force,
The Selecter,
Chris & Cosey,
Qualms,
Harry Pussy,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ultra Naté,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Loose Ends,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Saints,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Vladislav Delay,
Funky Four + One,
Japan,
The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible.
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.