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 Sri Lanka and from Lagos.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Technova to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every These Immortal Souls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Human League,
The Move,
Johnny Osbourne,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Roxette,
Panda Bear,
Joey Negro,
Cluster,
The Tremeloes,
Eddi Front,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Banda Bassotti,
Niagra,
Chris & Cosey,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pere Ubu,
Flamin' Groovies,
Underground Resistance,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Selecter,
ABC,
Aswad,
MC5,
Kenny Larkin,
Smog,
Spandau Ballet,
Animal Collective,
Supertramp,
Monolake,
Black Bananas,
Dennis Brown,
Danielle Patucci,
Roxy Music,
PIL,
Lee Hazlewood,
Y Pants,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Mojo Men,
Swans,
Rufus Thomas,
The Birthday Party,
Bill Near,
L. Decosne,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Tomorrow,
Jesper Dahlback,
48th St. Collective,
H. Thieme,
Traffic Nightmare,
B.T. Express,
Neil Young,
Soft Cell,
Magazine,
Lou Christie,
Brick,
Archie Shepp,
Dead Boys,
Yellowson,
Buzzcocks,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.