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 Seychelles and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 David Bowie 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 DeepChord presents Echospace 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 Roy Ayers. All the underground hits.
All Sly & The Family Stone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mission of Burma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pulsallama,
Stockholm Monsters,
Drive Like Jehu,
Cluster,
Ten City,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bang On A Can,
Y Pants,
Deadbeat,
Delon & Dalcan,
Mantronix,
Gang Starr,
Don Cherry,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Dead C,
Eric Copeland,
Anthony Braxton,
Ultra Naté,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
F. McDonald,
Slick Rick,
Marvin Gaye,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
FM Einheit,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
DJ Style,
The Zeros,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Monks,
the Swans,
Todd Rundgren,
Popol Vuh,
Icehouse,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
John Cale,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jerry's Kids,
Ludus,
Hashim,
Masters at Work,
Angry Samoans,
Nils Olav,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ituana,
Nas,
EPMD,
Liliput,
Alison Limerick,
The Remains,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Human League,
Motorama,
Unwound,
Hoover,
Aloha Tigers,
Negative Approach,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Velvet Underground,
Lebanon Hanover,
Inner City,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.