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 Saudi Arabia and from Milan.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The Wake 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 Ronnie Foster. All the underground hits.
All The United States of America tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Moby Grape,
The Modern Lovers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Delta 5,
Absolute Body Control,
Bill Wells,
The Seeds,
Scratch Acid,
Y Pants,
In Retrospect,
Negative Approach,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Blackbyrds,
Quadrant,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Adolescents,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Letta Mbulu,
Freddie Wadling,
Marvin Gaye,
Crash Course in Science,
The Blues Magoos,
X-101,
Byron Stingily,
Heaven 17,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Slick Rick,
DJ Sneak,
Graham Central Station,
Flipper,
the Association,
Guru Guru,
Oneida,
Average White Band,
Clear Light,
Boredoms,
The Gun Club,
Ice-T,
Isaac Hayes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jesper Dahlback,
Maurizio,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eric Dolphy,
The Trojans,
Kas Product,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
cv313,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dead Boys,
Sex Pistols,
Massinfluence,
Icehouse,
Matthew Halsall,
Gichy Dan,
Jacob Miller,
The Neon Judgement,
Black Sheep,
Janne Schatter,
the Germs,
R.M.O.,
Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work.
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.