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 Korea North and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 linndrum 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 Scratch Acid to the punk 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Intrusion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Remains,
Sarah Menescal,
Letta Mbulu,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ultra Naté,
Chris Corsano,
Fluxion,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Eric Dolphy,
Black Flag,
Fela Kuti,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Grass Roots,
Rites of Spring,
Massinfluence,
The New Christs,
DNA,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gerry Rafferty,
Danielle Patucci,
Circle Jerks,
Nico,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sällskapet,
Lucky Dragons,
Cybotron,
Rotary Connection,
Boz Scaggs,
Unrelated Segments,
Gil Scott Heron,
Nick Fraelich,
Zero Boys,
Sister Nancy,
Kaleidoscope,
Joe Finger,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rosa Yemen,
Stereo Dub,
KRS-One,
Unwound,
Shoche,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lebanon Hanover,
X-102,
Gang Starr,
Yaz,
Tropical Tobacco,
Motorama,
E-Dancer,
Second Layer,
Eric B and Rakim,
MDC,
JFA,
Alton Ellis,
The Gladiators,
Tubeway Army,
Lou Reed,
Todd Terry,
The Gun Club,
Von Mondo,
Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners.
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.