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 Tajikistan and from Beijing.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Philadelphia.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe 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 Kango’s Stein Massive to the rock 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 Wally Richardson. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blancmange 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Todd Rundgren,
Absolute Body Control,
Brass Construction,
Model 500,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rosa Yemen,
The Invisible,
The Stooges,
Dorothy Ashby,
Essential Logic,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Marine Girls,
Pagans,
ABBA,
Joe Smooth,
Chris & Cosey,
Wings,
the Soft Cell,
the Germs,
The Golliwogs,
Ultra Naté,
Lee Hazlewood,
Leonard Cohen,
Michelle Simonal,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Fall,
Urselle,
New York Dolls,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Doors,
Soul II Soul,
Darondo,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Happenings,
Grey Daturas,
Gang Starr,
Neu!,
The Fire Engines,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Amon Düül,
DJ Style,
Barry Ungar,
Eve St. Jones,
Derrick Morgan,
Bang On A Can,
Ohio Players,
Juan Atkins,
kango's stein massive,
Monks,
Deadbeat,
Glenn Branca,
The Slackers,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Tim Buckley,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.