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 Namibia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Rekid to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dead Boys,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Theoretical Girls,
The Sound,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Fad Gadget,
The Moleskins,
Glenn Branca,
Crime,
Alphaville,
Swans,
Hashim,
The Black Dice,
Marshall Jefferson,
New Order,
Country Teasers,
Stiv Bators,
The Offenders,
The Gap Band,
World's Most,
Crispian St. Peters,
Section 25,
Letta Mbulu,
Lee Hazlewood,
June of 44,
The Skatalites,
The Victims,
Todd Rundgren,
Kas Product,
Monolake,
Magazine,
The Move,
Tubeway Army,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Index,
The Remains,
Don Cherry,
Scratch Acid,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Soul Sonic Force,
Mad Mike,
David Axelrod,
Nirvana,
Model 500,
Gichy Dan,
Deepchord,
The Seeds,
Tres Demented,
Duran Duran,
Ultimate Spinach,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gun Club,
Erykah Badu,
ABC,
Mr. Review,
Skarface,
Arab on Radar,
Donald Byrd,
Black Bananas,
This Heat,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.