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 Yemen and from Calgary.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 A Flock of Seagulls to the crunk 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 Selector Dub Narcotic. All the underground hits.
All Beasts of Bourbon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Amazonics,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lou Christie,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Cure,
Junior Murvin,
Scan 7,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
This Heat,
Sun City Girls,
Suicide,
H. Thieme,
Janne Schatter,
Anthony Braxton,
The Neon Judgement,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Cramps,
B.T. Express,
Main Source,
Pharoah Sanders,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Excepter,
Bush Tetras,
Ultimate Spinach,
Make Up,
Glambeats Corp.,
Scion,
Ten City,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Maleditus Sound,
Zapp,
Basic Channel,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Moleskins,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Trumans Water,
Black Moon,
Surgeon,
Black Flag,
Talk Talk,
The Gun Club,
The Invisible,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Prince Buster,
Nico,
Wally Richardson,
Echospace,
Sonny Sharrock,
Laurel Aitken,
Lower 48,
Average White Band,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Moss Icon,
Minny Pops,
Jeff Lynne,
Sandy B,
Sixth Finger,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.