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 Sweden and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Paris.
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 organ 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All Faraquet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
The Vogues,
Thompson Twins,
Suicide,
Gong,
Scott Walker,
Scratch Acid,
Marshall Jefferson,
Marvin Gaye,
Deadbeat,
Idris Muhammad,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Walker Brothers,
The Standells,
Anthony Braxton,
Tom Boy,
Goldenarms,
Rekid,
Agent Orange,
PIL,
The Tremeloes,
Ohio Players,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lindisfarne,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Fire Engines,
Roy Ayers,
The Sonics,
Nas,
John Cale,
Tropical Tobacco,
Graham Central Station,
Reagan Youth,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Funky Four + One,
Make Up,
Urselle,
Television Personalities,
Pylon,
Ten City,
Flipper,
Faraquet,
The Knickerbockers,
The Mojo Men,
Jacques Brel,
Throbbing Gristle,
Masters at Work,
Donald Byrd,
Q and Not U,
kango's stein massive,
Magazine,
Dual Sessions,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Eric Dolphy,
The Velvet Underground,
Chris Corsano,
cv313,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.