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 Niger and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity to the funk 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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All The Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rapeman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Q and Not U,
Al Stewart,
John Lydon,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jeru the Damaja,
Yellowson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Brand Nubian,
Sandy B,
Rotary Connection,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Graham Central Station,
Mo-Dettes,
Interpol,
Kaleidoscope,
Bobby Womack,
The Saints,
Surgeon,
Pierre Henry,
Lyres,
Darondo,
The New Christs,
Cecil Taylor,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Standells,
Arthur Verocai,
One Last Wish,
Pulsallama,
Porter Ricks,
Gabor Szabo,
Gichy Dan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Charles Mingus,
the Slits,
Skriet,
Laurel Aitken,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Howard Jones,
Groovy Waters,
Flipper,
Scrapy,
Severed Heads,
Suburban Knight,
Pere Ubu,
Kas Product,
Pylon,
Intrusion,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Human League,
Clear Light,
The Dead C,
10cc,
Peter and Kerry,
Bizarre Inc.,
David Bowie,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Gun Club,
Jandek,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.