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 Kiribati and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Spokane.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the oboe 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 Pierre Henry 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Residents 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?
Hasil Adkins,
The Durutti Column,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Goldenarms,
John Holt,
the Soft Cell,
Agent Orange,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jeff Lynne,
Alice Coltrane,
Mission of Burma,
The Skatalites,
Panda Bear,
The Divine Comedy,
Outsiders,
Marcia Griffiths,
Swans,
Fela Kuti,
Yaz,
Model 500,
Hot Snakes,
UT,
Eric Copeland,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Peter and Kerry,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Metal Thangz,
Sparks,
Banda Bassotti,
Main Source,
Sister Nancy,
DNA,
The Doobie Brothers,
Pulsallama,
Johnny Osbourne,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Velvet Underground,
Junior Murvin,
Bill Near,
Bob Dylan,
the Normal,
Lightning Bolt,
Piero Umiliani,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Fall,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marvin Gaye,
Gabor Szabo,
MDC,
The Standells,
Sällskapet,
Marine Girls,
Reuben Wilson,
Minnie Riperton,
Don Cherry,
Jeff Mills,
Boogie Down Productions,
Harry Pussy,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.