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 Monaco and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Pagans to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 the Normal. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bob Dylan,
Babytalk,
Swans,
Agent Orange,
the Swans,
Kurtis Blow,
Technova,
OOIOO,
Radiohead,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Sonics,
The Smiths,
Roger Hodgson,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Barry Ungar,
Idris Muhammad,
The Gladiators,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pet Shop Boys,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Evens,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Alton Ellis,
Marcia Griffiths,
the Germs,
John Cale,
Donald Byrd,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Anakelly,
Grey Daturas,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Accadde A,
The Slackers,
A Certain Ratio,
Iggy Pop,
Camberwell Now,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Red Krayola,
Desert Stars,
Neil Young,
The Gun Club,
Fluxion,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Fela Kuti,
Pere Ubu,
Altered Images,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Second Layer,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gang of Four,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lyres,
Yusef Lateef,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Angels of Light,
Tomorrow,
Joey Negro,
Blossom Toes,
The Busters,
The Sound, The Sound, The Sound, The Sound.
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.