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 Ecuador and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Pierre Henry to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rapeman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Newcleus,
Tim Buckley,
John Cale,
Bobby Sherman,
Joe Finger,
Ultra Naté,
The Gun Club,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Circle Jerks,
The Skatalites,
Brand Nubian,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sugar Minott,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Marc Almond,
One Last Wish,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Toni Rubio,
Isaac Hayes,
Eve St. Jones,
Black Bananas,
Panda Bear,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Mummies,
MDC,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Marvin Gaye,
Hot Snakes,
Fluxion,
Tom Boy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
Suburban Knight,
Lee Hazlewood,
Cluster,
Matthew Bourne,
Organ,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Scrapy,
Lebanon Hanover,
Fela Kuti,
Pierre Henry,
Pylon,
Porter Ricks,
Kurtis Blow,
Sex Pistols,
Model 500,
Lakeside,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ronnie Foster,
Barry Ungar,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Aural Exciters,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Moleskins,
Interpol,
Deepchord,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.