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 Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin 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 The Walker Brothers to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Barclay James Harvest. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stiv Bators 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
Kevin Saunderson,
Yellowson,
One Last Wish,
Tommy Roe,
Steve Hackett,
The Seeds,
Moebius,
Wally Richardson,
Warsaw,
Hot Snakes,
Whodini,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gang of Four,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Johnny Clarke,
The Smoke,
Terry Callier,
Lou Reed,
Agent Orange,
Suburban Knight,
Monolake,
Angry Samoans,
Essential Logic,
Lungfish,
Harry Pussy,
Khruangbin,
Joe Finger,
Suicide,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ituana,
The Blues Magoos,
The Smiths,
X-102,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Evens,
Popol Vuh,
Electric Prunes,
Michelle Simonal,
Janne Schatter,
Stereo Dub,
Fat Boys,
Darondo,
The Moleskins,
Warren Ellis,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Arcadia,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rites of Spring,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lower 48,
D'Angelo,
T.S.O.L.,
Country Joe & The Fish,
the Bar-Kays,
The Last Poets,
Fad Gadget,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Names,
Loose Ends,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.