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 Indonesia and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 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 R.M.O. to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
Shuggie Otis,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Star Department,
Moebius,
Barry Ungar,
Big Daddy Kane,
Quadrant,
June of 44,
Ohio Players,
Young Marble Giants,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
MC5,
Josef K,
L. Decosne,
Lakeside,
The Misunderstood,
Icehouse,
Zapp,
Sandy B,
Black Bananas,
Fatback Band,
Quando Quango,
Lucky Dragons,
Jesper Dahlback,
Hasil Adkins,
Neil Young,
Sixth Finger,
Joe Finger,
The Martian,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Neu!,
Marine Girls,
Rosa Yemen,
It's A Beautiful Day,
KRS-One,
The Motions,
Liliput,
JFA,
Radio Birdman,
Half Japanese,
DNA,
Davy DMX,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Smiths,
Oneida,
Pulsallama,
Ultravox,
The Count Five,
Anthony Braxton,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Vladislav Delay,
The Move,
Albert Ayler,
Siglo XX,
Y Pants,
The Electric Prunes,
Jacob Miller,
Yellowson,
Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes.
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.