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 Colombia and from Copenhagen.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Clear Light to the rock 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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arab on Radar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
The Searchers,
Grauzone,
Panda Bear,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Television,
Trumans Water,
Curtis Mayfield,
Throbbing Gristle,
Slave,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Magma,
Dave Gahan,
Underground Resistance,
Alphaville,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Funkadelic,
Malaria!,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Harry Pussy,
Ossler,
Joe Smooth,
Ultra Naté,
Gregory Isaacs,
Joensuu 1685,
Model 500,
Harpers Bizarre,
Youth Brigade,
Section 25,
Crispian St. Peters,
Brand Nubian,
Pierre Henry,
Crash Course in Science,
Thompson Twins,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Prince Buster,
The Litter,
JFA,
Junior Murvin,
The American Breed,
Kenny Larkin,
Deepchord,
Vladislav Delay,
The Index,
Cluster,
In Retrospect,
Ten City,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Aloha Tigers,
Zero Boys,
Anthony Braxton,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Nas,
Lucky Dragons,
Fear,
Jawbox,
Moebius,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
T. Rex,
Sällskapet,
Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.
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.