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 Mongolia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lou Reed & Metallica. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a a-ha record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
The Selecter,
B.T. Express,
Jawbox,
The Count Five,
Audionom,
Freddie Wadling,
Surgeon,
The Techniques,
Rhythm & Sound,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Quadrant,
Lakeside,
Mary Jane Girls,
Youth Brigade,
Clear Light,
Bush Tetras,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Derrick Morgan,
The Zeros,
Joy Division,
Bobby Sherman,
The Electric Prunes,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Andrew Hill,
Eli Mardock,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Residents,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Fatback Band,
Zero Boys,
Ultimate Spinach,
Derrick May,
Letta Mbulu,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pulsallama,
Eden Ahbez,
The Move,
X-101,
The Saints,
Minny Pops,
AZ,
The Seeds,
Kurtis Blow,
Severed Heads,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skriet,
Monks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lou Christie,
Jandek,
One Last Wish,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lyres,
Steve Hackett,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Massinfluence,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Doors,
Trumans Water,
Crispy Ambulance,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.