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 Ivory Coast and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bremen.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Bootsy Collins to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Warsaw. All the underground hits.
All Terrestrial Tones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Angry Samoans,
Danielle Patucci,
Excepter,
Soul Sonic Force,
Mission of Burma,
Leonard Cohen,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kaleidoscope,
Section 25,
Lou Christie,
Brass Construction,
Roxette,
Mr. Review,
Andrew Hill,
Sandy B,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Move,
Gang Starr,
Wasted Youth,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Dorothy Ashby,
Suicide,
Davy DMX,
AZ,
Stereo Dub,
Mad Mike,
Drive Like Jehu,
Public Image Ltd.,
Basic Channel,
Be Bop Deluxe,
cv313,
Monks,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Soft Machine,
Ronnie Foster,
World's Most,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Gun Club,
The Flesh Eaters,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Isaac Hayes,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Doobie Brothers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
the Association,
Cameo,
Roy Ayers,
Bob Dylan,
E-Dancer,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Wake,
Sound Behaviour,
Arcadia,
The Smiths,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lou Reed,
Supertramp,
Pantytec,
Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water.
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.