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 Macedonia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Aloha Tigers to the electroclash 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 Lee Hazlewood. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Index,
Wire,
The J.B.'s,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
John Holt,
Groovy Waters,
Sällskapet,
Monolake,
Nico,
Tim Buckley,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Peter and Kerry,
The Monochrome Set,
One Last Wish,
Eric Dolphy,
Skaos,
Brass Construction,
Vladislav Delay,
Spoonie Gee,
Swell Maps,
Q and Not U,
Aaron Thompson,
Johnny Clarke,
Sam Rivers,
Iggy Pop,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Marc Almond,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sister Nancy,
the Slits,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Circle Jerks,
Crash Course in Science,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
8 Eyed Spy,
The Blackbyrds,
The Evens,
Kenny Larkin,
Crime,
Carl Craig,
Todd Terry,
Intrusion,
Girls At Our Best!,
R.M.O.,
Gastr Del Sol,
Matthew Bourne,
Fugazi,
Au Pairs,
Toni Rubio,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Kinks,
Aswad,
Nas,
Magma,
The Gories,
Charles Mingus,
New York Dolls,
Glenn Branca,
Davy DMX,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.