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 Gabon and from Winnipeg.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Joe Finger to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Glambeats Corp.. All the underground hits.
All OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Whodini,
Nik Kershaw,
Bill Near,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
China Crisis,
Slick Rick,
Q and Not U,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Adolescents,
E-Dancer,
Glenn Branca,
Cecil Taylor,
Althea and Donna,
The Electric Prunes,
Symarip,
Chris Corsano,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Don Cherry,
Trumans Water,
Pole,
The Fire Engines,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Swans,
Blake Baxter,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ossler,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Pretty Things,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
the Sonics,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Martian,
Circle Jerks,
Robert Görl,
Minutemen,
The Count Five,
Livin' Joy,
The Black Dice,
Animal Collective,
The Monochrome Set,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Vladislav Delay,
the Slits,
Ronnie Foster,
Country Teasers,
Roger Hodgson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
D'Angelo,
Subhumans,
Yusef Lateef,
MC5,
Section 25,
Pussy Galore,
Brothers Johnson,
Andrew Hill,
Smog,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
This Heat,
Connie Case,
Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band.
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.