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 Guyana and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Woodstock.
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 sitar 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 Accadde A to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All Selector Dub Narcotic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Litter,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Nation of Ulysses,
Stetsasonic,
Susan Cadogan,
Ossler,
Tres Demented,
Bobby Byrd,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Steve Hackett,
Ronnie Foster,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Prince Buster,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Fire Engines,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Donny Hathaway,
Man Parrish,
Y Pants,
Chris & Cosey,
The Remains,
a-ha,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Toni Rubio,
Ronan,
John Cale,
The Vogues,
Bauhaus,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Robert Görl,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pylon,
The Wake,
the Bar-Kays,
Fear,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Beau Brummels,
Radio Birdman,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Fall,
Mission of Burma,
Amazonics,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Television Personalities,
The Star Department,
Faust,
Terrestrial Tones,
Monks,
Popol Vuh,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Velvet Underground,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Arcadia,
Eric Dolphy,
Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter.
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.