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 Costa Rica and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the sitar 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 Kings Of Tomorrow to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Residents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Grey Daturas,
L. Decosne,
Black Moon,
Fluxion,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Star Department,
Hashim,
Radiohead,
Yaz,
DJ Style,
ABC,
Urselle,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lou Reed,
Donald Byrd,
Panda Bear,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Crash Course in Science,
Curtis Mayfield,
Iggy Pop,
Morten Harket,
The Vogues,
Warren Ellis,
The Trojans,
Fugazi,
Howard Jones,
Magma,
New York Dolls,
Scrapy,
Matthew Bourne,
Pharoah Sanders,
Wolf Eyes,
Gabor Szabo,
La Düsseldorf,
Von Mondo,
Rosa Yemen,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eli Mardock,
Siglo XX,
Bill Wells,
ABBA,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Piero Umiliani,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ronan,
The Selecter,
The Buckinghams,
Lalann,
The Associates,
Organ,
Amon Düül,
The Flesh Eaters,
Erykah Badu,
The Knickerbockers,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.