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 Yemen and from Portland.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 arpeggiator 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 Selector Dub Narcotic to the punk 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 The New Christs. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Urselle,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pharoah Sanders,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Eden Ahbez,
the Slits,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Fad Gadget,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ice-T,
The Busters,
Ohio Players,
Circle Jerks,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Monolake,
K-Klass,
Simply Red,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Davy DMX,
The Pop Group,
Nirvana,
Sex Pistols,
Deepchord,
China Crisis,
X-Ray Spex,
Peter & Gordon,
Fear,
Alison Limerick,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Hoover,
The Walker Brothers,
Yaz,
Rod Modell,
Marmalade,
Lyres,
Swans,
Pussy Galore,
The Residents,
MC5,
Severed Heads,
Cymande,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pierre Henry,
Tears for Fears,
Eli Mardock,
Banda Bassotti,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Letta Mbulu,
Wire,
Niagra,
Donny Hathaway,
La Düsseldorf,
Little Man,
Man Parrish,
The J.B.'s,
Bobby Sherman,
Flash Fearless,
The Cramps,
Loose Ends,
Minny Pops,
Fatback Band,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.