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 Malta and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Flash Fearless to the jazz 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 Tres Demented. All the underground hits.
All Inner City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Lyres,
Delon & Dalcan,
Flash Fearless,
World's Most,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Marine Girls,
Gastr Del Sol,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Nas,
Black Bananas,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
These Immortal Souls,
Country Teasers,
Amon Düül,
A Certain Ratio,
kango's stein massive,
Eric Copeland,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
This Heat,
Das Ding,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
10cc,
Boz Scaggs,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Anakelly,
Public Image Ltd.,
Siglo XX,
U.S. Maple,
Pere Ubu,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Move,
Negative Approach,
Newcleus,
Roger Hodgson,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Cheater Slicks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Outsiders,
Gichy Dan,
The Monochrome Set,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Main Source,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gong,
Inner City,
Yaz,
Black Sheep,
the Normal,
Nico,
Can,
Index,
Arthur Verocai,
Cal Tjader,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Remains,
Cymande,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Peter and Kerry,
Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock.
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.