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 Brazil and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro 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 PIL to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
Junior Murvin,
Jeff Lynne,
Bobby Sherman,
Wire,
Ponytail,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Reagan Youth,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Agitation Free,
The Gories,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Boz Scaggs,
Amon Düül,
Althea and Donna,
The Fortunes,
Letta Mbulu,
Agent Orange,
H. Thieme,
Ohio Players,
Subhumans,
Scratch Acid,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kurtis Blow,
Q65,
Ash Ra Tempel,
UT,
The Gladiators,
Circle Jerks,
Marmalade,
Hasil Adkins,
Crime,
10cc,
Mission of Burma,
Schoolly D,
Rotary Connection,
Tommy Roe,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
K-Klass,
Scan 7,
Half Japanese,
Todd Rundgren,
Depeche Mode,
Sun City Girls,
Iggy Pop,
Maleditus Sound,
Patti Smith,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Crooked Eye,
DJ Style,
Gang of Four,
Simply Red,
The Velvet Underground,
Piero Umiliani,
Roxy Music,
Rosa Yemen,
MDC,
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Association,
Roxette, Roxette, Roxette, Roxette.
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.