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 South Sudan and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 harpsichord 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 Isaac Hayes to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Siouxsie and the Banshees. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gastr Del Sol,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Sonics,
Robert Wyatt,
Zapp,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Thee Headcoats,
Leonard Cohen,
Pagans,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Fluxion,
The Doobie Brothers,
Clear Light,
Sun Ra,
Mo-Dettes,
Susan Cadogan,
Barrington Levy,
The Evens,
Lindisfarne,
Sonic Youth,
Bill Wells,
John Foxx,
The Victims,
Unrelated Segments,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Easy Going,
Ultravox,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Angels of Light,
Con Funk Shun,
Ultra Naté,
the Slits,
Kerrie Biddell,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Camouflage,
Funky Four + One,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Saints,
The Fortunes,
Johnny Osbourne,
X-102,
The Mojo Men,
LL Cool J,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
F. McDonald,
The Monochrome Set,
Banda Bassotti,
The Motions,
Liliput,
The Associates,
Angry Samoans,
Shoche,
Amon Düül II,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Wings,
Ohio Players,
Black Moon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Monolake,
Whodini,
E-Dancer,
Fela Kuti,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.