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 Botswana and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Standells to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sexual Harrassment. All the underground hits.
All Bobbi Humphrey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantytec 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dark Day,
Freddie Wadling,
Kool Moe Dee,
Thee Headcoats,
Jandek,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Shoche,
The Blues Magoos,
Peter & Gordon,
Flash Fearless,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bob Dylan,
John Foxx,
Marvin Gaye,
10cc,
China Crisis,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Detroit Cobras,
Young Marble Giants,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Babytalk,
Whodini,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Dead C,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Throbbing Gristle,
Agent Orange,
the Fania All-Stars,
Panda Bear,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Slick Rick,
Wally Richardson,
The New Christs,
Scott Walker,
Sonic Youth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Alice Coltrane,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Happenings,
David Bowie,
Derrick May,
Godley & Creme,
Althea and Donna,
Eric B and Rakim,
Eden Ahbez,
The Sound,
Quando Quango,
Fatback Band,
Wolf Eyes,
Chrome,
Kerrie Biddell,
X-102,
The Misunderstood,
Lightning Bolt,
Country Teasers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Clear Light,
Ultravox,
Symarip,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.