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 Chile and from Manila.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
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 Spoonie Gee to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Walker Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Carl Craig,
John Cale,
Half Japanese,
Soul Sonic Force,
Eric Dolphy,
Aloha Tigers,
Eve St. Jones,
Interpol,
Outsiders,
Tomorrow,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
LL Cool J,
Dark Day,
Sight & Sound,
Mark Hollis,
David Axelrod,
The Gap Band,
Shoche,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Wally Richardson,
The Birthday Party,
Sound Behaviour,
Scan 7,
Flipper,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Kinks,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Cramps,
Urselle,
Pylon,
June Days,
Black Flag,
Albert Ayler,
The Index,
Pere Ubu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Colin Newman,
Ice-T,
Bobby Womack,
a-ha,
Porter Ricks,
The Pop Group,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Beau Brummels,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Yusef Lateef,
The Electric Prunes,
Chris & Cosey,
The Five Americans,
PIL,
Index,
Y Pants,
Joensuu 1685,
Marshall Jefferson,
the Bar-Kays,
Jacob Miller,
Nas,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.