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 Manila.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Tubeway Army,
John Coltrane,
The American Breed,
Soul Sonic Force,
Josef K,
Underground Resistance,
Tears for Fears,
Radiohead,
Ituana,
Magazine,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Searchers,
The Slits,
Letta Mbulu,
Crime,
Desert Stars,
Darondo,
Sonny Sharrock,
Archie Shepp,
Soulsonic Force,
The Beau Brummels,
Judy Mowatt,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Peter & Gordon,
Erasure,
Aswad,
FM Einheit,
Fat Boys,
Laurel Aitken,
The Techniques,
PIL,
Grey Daturas,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Seeds,
The Sound,
New Age Steppers,
The Slackers,
Drive Like Jehu,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Stockholm Monsters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Black Flag,
The Remains,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kayak,
Stereo Dub,
The Cure,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Gun Club,
Marmalade,
Sun City Girls,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Althea and Donna,
The Skatalites,
L. Decosne,
Sparks,
June Days,
ABBA,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.