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 Czech Republic and from Accra.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Barry Ungar to the dance 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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kurtis Blow,
Amon Düül,
The Slits,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Monochrome Set,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Y Pants,
EPMD,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Laurel Aitken,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Martian,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
E-Dancer,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Matthew Halsall,
Skaos,
Soft Machine,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Isaac Hayes,
CMW,
Pere Ubu,
Nick Fraelich,
AZ,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bobby Byrd,
New Order,
The Velvet Underground,
Tubeway Army,
Rufus Thomas,
Kayak,
Blake Baxter,
Youth Brigade,
Tom Boy,
Lebanon Hanover,
DJ Style,
Suburban Knight,
Echospace,
Grey Daturas,
the Fania All-Stars,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Essential Logic,
Negative Approach,
Pylon,
Scan 7,
Gabor Szabo,
8 Eyed Spy,
Davy DMX,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Stooges,
Barry Ungar,
The Real Kids,
Sam Rivers,
Accadde A,
Malaria!,
The Red Krayola,
Prince Buster,
The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels.
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.