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 Mali and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Michael McDonald 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 London Community Gospel Choir to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Bar-Kays record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Music Machine,
Faust,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Fluxion,
Niagra,
John Holt,
Jeff Mills,
Deadbeat,
Little Man,
Marvin Gaye,
Soft Machine,
F. McDonald,
Black Pus,
Kevin Saunderson,
La Düsseldorf,
Delta 5,
Bad Manners,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Donny Hathaway,
Lee Hazlewood,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gang of Four,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Crime,
Skaos,
Derrick May,
The Fire Engines,
Warren Ellis,
Donald Byrd,
Ice-T,
The Happenings,
Swell Maps,
Tomorrow,
Easy Going,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Das Ding,
Marshall Jefferson,
Arab on Radar,
Shuggie Otis,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
D'Angelo,
Unrelated Segments,
Juan Atkins,
Gang Gang Dance,
Young Marble Giants,
Magma,
Althea and Donna,
Eurythmics,
Eve St. Jones,
Sixth Finger,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Modern Lovers,
Frankie Knuckles,
Isaac Hayes,
The Walker Brothers,
Kurtis Blow,
Bootsy Collins,
Technova,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.