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 Azerbaijan and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 mellotron 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 Kerri Chandler to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minnie Riperton 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
The Velvet Underground,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Steve Hackett,
Lower 48,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Black Flag,
Chris Corsano,
Radiopuhelimet,
LL Cool J,
The Fuzztones,
Dorothy Ashby,
the Soft Cell,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Misunderstood,
a-ha,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jandek,
Cheater Slicks,
Metal Thangz,
Soul Sonic Force,
Technova,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Television Personalities,
Minny Pops,
Sällskapet,
Sister Nancy,
Deakin,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Qualms,
Nation of Ulysses,
X-101,
Interpol,
Dead Boys,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Martian,
Rosa Yemen,
The Techniques,
Khruangbin,
Goldenarms,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Moody Blues,
the Normal,
The Pretty Things,
Young Marble Giants,
Depeche Mode,
T. Rex,
Arcadia,
The Count Five,
Audionom,
Michelle Simonal,
Curtis Mayfield,
Country Teasers,
Todd Rundgren,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Theoretical Girls,
Glambeats Corp.,
David Bowie,
ABC,
The Happenings,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Joe Smooth,
The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators.
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.