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 Slovenia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Portland.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Barracudas to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Throbbing Gristle 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
Blake Baxter,
Reagan Youth,
Albert Ayler,
Scott Walker,
The Monks,
Q65,
Underground Resistance,
The Raincoats,
Duran Duran,
Blancmange,
Outsiders,
JFA,
Maleditus Sound,
Yazoo,
Anakelly,
Jeff Mills,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Technova,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sandy B,
Drive Like Jehu,
Fat Boys,
MC5,
Crash Course in Science,
Yellowson,
Circle Jerks,
Terry Callier,
Gang Green,
New Order,
La Düsseldorf,
Radiohead,
The Angels of Light,
Iggy Pop,
Mo-Dettes,
Adolescents,
Stockholm Monsters,
EPMD,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Suburban Knight,
The Names,
China Crisis,
Amazonics,
Jandek,
Eric Copeland,
Man Eating Sloth,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Misunderstood,
Kaleidoscope,
Bang On A Can,
The Litter,
Country Teasers,
Agitation Free,
Rosa Yemen,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Techniques,
The Happenings,
The Velvet Underground,
Barry Ungar,
Public Enemy,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.
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.