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 Philippines and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 oboe 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 Kayak to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marmalade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tres Demented,
Kas Product,
Pagans,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Motions,
a-ha,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Jacob Miller,
The Modern Lovers,
Wire,
Radiopuhelimet,
Frankie Knuckles,
T.S.O.L.,
Moss Icon,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Al Stewart,
Rod Modell,
8 Eyed Spy,
The New Christs,
Black Pus,
Silicon Teens,
Nas,
Anthony Braxton,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sandy B,
Connie Case,
Rhythm & Sound,
Arab on Radar,
Make Up,
Eve St. Jones,
Suburban Knight,
Traffic Nightmare,
Fluxion,
Yazoo,
Sonic Youth,
Laurel Aitken,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Duran Duran,
The Monochrome Set,
Clear Light,
Con Funk Shun,
Roxy Music,
Fatback Band,
Kayak,
the Normal,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Detroit Cobras,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Leonard Cohen,
Cameo,
The Mummies,
Robert Hood,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Subhumans,
Basic Channel,
The Star Department,
China Crisis,
Eric Copeland,
Marmalade,
Curtis Mayfield,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie.
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.