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 Philadelphia.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Hong Kong.
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 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 Connie Case to the electroclash 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 Charles Mingus. All the underground hits.
All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Association record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
David Axelrod,
Camouflage,
Godley & Creme,
Johnny Osbourne,
Second Layer,
Rhythm & Sound,
Funky Four + One,
Popol Vuh,
The Beau Brummels,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Glambeats Corp.,
Leonard Cohen,
Neu!,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Raincoats,
The Mummies,
Archie Shepp,
Parry Music,
The Motions,
Quando Quango,
The Martian,
Au Pairs,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Cybotron,
Minutemen,
Brothers Johnson,
David Bowie,
Prince Buster,
The Sound,
Tubeway Army,
Fad Gadget,
Delon & Dalcan,
Excepter,
Bill Near,
The United States of America,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Althea and Donna,
Scott Walker,
This Heat,
the Swans,
Brand Nubian,
Crooked Eye,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Vogues,
T.S.O.L.,
Agitation Free,
Piero Umiliani,
Pharoah Sanders,
X-Ray Spex,
Marmalade,
June Days,
Glenn Branca,
Hasil Adkins,
Drexciya,
Hoover,
John Cale,
PIL,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.