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 Azerbaijan and from Calgary.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Salvador.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 The Golliwogs to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jimmy McGriff. All the underground hits.
All Oppenheimer Analysis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Wyatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
Joyce Sims,
The Real Kids,
Skriet,
Marshall Jefferson,
Q65,
Black Sheep,
Radio Birdman,
kango's stein massive,
Soulsonic Force,
Wings,
Television Personalities,
Godley & Creme,
The Dirtbombs,
Don Cherry,
Zapp,
Colin Newman,
Vladislav Delay,
Brass Construction,
Country Teasers,
The Grass Roots,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sister Nancy,
Circle Jerks,
Sight & Sound,
Marc Almond,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Desert Stars,
OOIOO,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
World's Most,
Depeche Mode,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Black Flag,
Fear,
Mark Hollis,
Newcleus,
Harpers Bizarre,
Terrestrial Tones,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Easy Going,
Khruangbin,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Drexciya,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Qualms,
Slave,
Dorothy Ashby,
Terry Callier,
Sonny Sharrock,
Basic Channel,
Bobby Hutcherson,
LL Cool J,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Roger Hodgson,
Panda Bear,
Rapeman,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach.
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.