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 Monaco and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 Albert Ayler to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Terrestrial Tones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
Pagans,
The Birthday Party,
Inner City,
8 Eyed Spy,
Eli Mardock,
Flipper,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Hasil Adkins,
The Cure,
Urselle,
Sällskapet,
Camberwell Now,
Ash Ra Tempel,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bootsy Collins,
Frankie Knuckles,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jeru the Damaja,
Amon Düül II,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fat Boys,
E-Dancer,
Monks,
Gil Scott Heron,
Procol Harum,
The Mojo Men,
Lou Christie,
Magma,
Mark Hollis,
Aloha Tigers,
MC5,
Massinfluence,
The Blues Magoos,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Zeros,
Bang On A Can,
Bill Wells,
Tommy Roe,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Yazoo,
Rekid,
Swans,
Flash Fearless,
Sight & Sound,
Isaac Hayes,
Funky Four + One,
Erasure,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Blossom Toes,
Avey Tare,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Subhumans,
CMW,
Alison Limerick,
The Gap Band,
The Black Dice,
The Toasters,
Moby Grape,
Dennis Brown,
the Swans,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
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.