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 Nicaragua and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 rhodes 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Man Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
Robert Wyatt,
Junior Murvin,
Sällskapet,
Marmalade,
Robert Hood,
The Associates,
Marshall Jefferson,
Cal Tjader,
Swans,
Dawn Penn,
The Angels of Light,
Hot Snakes,
Nico,
The Tremeloes,
The Techniques,
The American Breed,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Unrelated Segments,
Soft Cell,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Barrington Levy,
The Gap Band,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Slackers,
Black Bananas,
Gong,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Second Layer,
Monks,
Henry Cow,
Von Mondo,
The Dead C,
Lindisfarne,
Delon & Dalcan,
Maurizio,
Hashim,
Groovy Waters,
Moss Icon,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Theoretical Girls,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Little Man,
Mark Hollis,
Aloha Tigers,
Archie Shepp,
The Raincoats,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ossler,
The New Christs,
Gang Green,
Babytalk,
New York Dolls,
Skarface,
Kurtis Blow,
Bobby Hutcherson,
FM Einheit,
Los Fastidios,
Dorothy Ashby,
Smog,
the Swans, the Swans, the Swans, the Swans.
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.