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 Mauritania and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 Trumans Water 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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
Electric Prunes,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Section 25,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kool Moe Dee,
Q65,
Marine Girls,
The Pretty Things,
The Selecter,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gichy Dan,
Bad Manners,
John Lydon,
Lakeside,
The Pop Group,
Nik Kershaw,
Bizarre Inc.,
Wire,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Jacob Miller,
The Gories,
The Mojo Men,
Spoonie Gee,
Agent Orange,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Golliwogs,
Pussy Galore,
Animal Collective,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Patti Smith,
Glambeats Corp.,
Fluxion,
the Slits,
The Toasters,
Al Stewart,
Lebanon Hanover,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Throbbing Gristle,
Graham Central Station,
Eden Ahbez,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rosa Yemen,
Dennis Brown,
Malaria!,
Marshall Jefferson,
Eric Dolphy,
Flipper,
Thompson Twins,
Japan,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lyres,
48th St. Collective,
Morten Harket,
Buzzcocks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Blossom Toes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Nas,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.