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 Turkmenistan and from Taipei.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 chamberlin 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry to the grime 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
the Bar-Kays,
Negative Approach,
Godley & Creme,
Fugazi,
Pussy Galore,
Clear Light,
Cecil Taylor,
The Pop Group,
Flipper,
JFA,
Boredoms,
the Normal,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Leaves,
The Birthday Party,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Robert Görl,
The Trojans,
A Certain Ratio,
Ultra Naté,
Ituana,
U.S. Maple,
Darondo,
Yusef Lateef,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Eric Copeland,
Pierre Henry,
Goldenarms,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Arab on Radar,
Dark Day,
Eli Mardock,
Glenn Branca,
The Blues Magoos,
Quando Quango,
Deadbeat,
Big Daddy Kane,
Japan,
Hot Snakes,
X-Ray Spex,
Laurel Aitken,
Sonic Youth,
Sam Rivers,
Popol Vuh,
David McCallum,
X-102,
Heaven 17,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
David Bowie,
Television Personalities,
Mission of Burma,
UT,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Supertramp,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Sound,
The Cure,
Albert Ayler,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lungfish,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.