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 Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family. All the underground hits.
All Ronnie Foster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Evens,
Magazine,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Funkadelic,
Electric Prunes,
The Gun Club,
Zero Boys,
Juan Atkins,
Massinfluence,
The J.B.'s,
Kerri Chandler,
Stereo Dub,
The Monochrome Set,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rosa Yemen,
Absolute Body Control,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bronski Beat,
Godley & Creme,
Scratch Acid,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Grandmaster Flash,
Idris Muhammad,
Hot Snakes,
Eddi Front,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Marvin Gaye,
The United States of America,
The Motions,
Moss Icon,
Gil Scott Heron,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Electric Prunes,
Rod Modell,
Accadde A,
Sparks,
Nas,
Country Teasers,
Moby Grape,
Eric Dolphy,
The Golliwogs,
Soft Cell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camouflage,
Brass Construction,
The Shadows of Knight,
Vladislav Delay,
The Slackers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
X-Ray Spex,
Derrick Morgan,
John Lydon,
The Monks,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Agitation Free,
Khruangbin,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.