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 Tuvalu and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Anakelly to the rock 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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Albert Ayler,
The Red Krayola,
Saccharine Trust,
Lyres,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Move,
New Order,
Bad Manners,
Janne Schatter,
Stereo Dub,
Soul II Soul,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rotary Connection,
The Misunderstood,
Glenn Branca,
Thompson Twins,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Pop Group,
Angry Samoans,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Barry Ungar,
Procol Harum,
Brass Construction,
World's Most,
Robert Hood,
Isaac Hayes,
Mr. Review,
R.M.O.,
Dawn Penn,
The Trojans,
Blossom Toes,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Marine Girls,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Stooges,
Skaos,
The Gap Band,
Idris Muhammad,
E-Dancer,
Banda Bassotti,
Tubeway Army,
OOIOO,
Michelle Simonal,
Kerri Chandler,
Glambeats Corp.,
Guru Guru,
Joe Smooth,
Khruangbin,
The Busters,
Ornette Coleman,
Robert Wyatt,
B.T. Express,
Joyce Sims,
Oblivians,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sun Ra,
Harpers Bizarre,
Half Japanese,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.