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 Sierra Leone and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Newcleus to the punk 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 The Evens. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Knickerbockers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Busters,
Fear,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Japan,
Hoover,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Associates,
JFA,
Sam Rivers,
The Golliwogs,
Bronski Beat,
Gang Gang Dance,
Colin Newman,
Amazonics,
Danielle Patucci,
Yaz,
The Moody Blues,
Boz Scaggs,
Average White Band,
Bill Wells,
R.M.O.,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Buckinghams,
Royal Trux,
Fat Boys,
The Dead C,
Kas Product,
Bobby Sherman,
Sonny Sharrock,
Soul Sonic Force,
Monks,
Altered Images,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Television Personalities,
Darondo,
In Retrospect,
Visage,
AZ,
The Moleskins,
Bootsy Collins,
Blake Baxter,
Magazine,
The Electric Prunes,
Rotary Connection,
Q65,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
X-102,
The Evens,
Soulsonic Force,
The Velvet Underground,
Graham Central Station,
MC5,
X-101,
Magma,
OOIOO,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Maurizio,
Scientists,
Mo-Dettes,
Chris Corsano,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kayak, Kayak, Kayak, Kayak.
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.