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 Antigua and from Shanghai.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 Von Mondo to the dance 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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Avey Tare,
Camouflage,
Grauzone,
The Names,
Kas Product,
MC5,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Section 25,
Minutemen,
The Gories,
Deepchord,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Residents,
cv313,
Average White Band,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bluetip,
Erykah Badu,
Groovy Waters,
10cc,
The Index,
Fugazi,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Trumans Water,
The Gap Band,
Tubeway Army,
Subhumans,
Funky Four + One,
Das Ding,
The J.B.'s,
Ice-T,
James White and The Blacks,
PIL,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Glenn Branca,
Fear,
Sällskapet,
Suicide,
Gang Gang Dance,
Quantec,
Robert Hood,
Mad Mike,
the Swans,
Ituana,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Hasil Adkins,
Johnny Clarke,
Lou Reed,
Roxy Music,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lindisfarne,
Donald Byrd,
Albert Ayler,
Ultravox,
Amon Düül,
Silicon Teens,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Isaac Hayes,
X-Ray Spex,
The Flesh Eaters,
Symarip,
Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics.
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.