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 Comoros and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Holger Czukay 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 Leonard Cohen to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Dawn Penn,
Warren Ellis,
Electric Prunes,
Dark Day,
Idris Muhammad,
Nas,
The Smiths,
Slave,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Organ,
Urselle,
X-Ray Spex,
The Divine Comedy,
Cluster,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lucky Dragons,
The Flesh Eaters,
Freddie Wadling,
Saccharine Trust,
Gastr Del Sol,
Panda Bear,
the Soft Cell,
Deepchord,
Magma,
Young Marble Giants,
Talk Talk,
The Doobie Brothers,
Skaos,
Circle Jerks,
The Mojo Men,
Jerry's Kids,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Adolescents,
Kaleidoscope,
The Angels of Light,
Blossom Toes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gichy Dan,
The Toasters,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Moody Blues,
Alton Ellis,
Lalo Schifrin,
Moebius,
Parry Music,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Cameo,
Crash Course in Science,
Eric Dolphy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pantaleimon,
Eurythmics,
Brass Construction,
Minnie Riperton,
Intrusion,
Tropical Tobacco,
Glambeats Corp.,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.