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 Hungary and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Dead C to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
The Mummies,
Main Source,
The Smiths,
The Pop Group,
New Age Steppers,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Amazonics,
Graham Central Station,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Q and Not U,
Cluster,
Bauhaus,
Wally Richardson,
The Red Krayola,
Bizarre Inc.,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Eddi Front,
The Stooges,
Bad Manners,
KRS-One,
The United States of America,
Janne Schatter,
Harmonia,
The Knickerbockers,
Dawn Penn,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Stockholm Monsters,
Suicide,
Grauzone,
Danielle Patucci,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Fugazi,
Eve St. Jones,
Harry Pussy,
Circle Jerks,
Fat Boys,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lungfish,
Mr. Review,
Tom Boy,
Terrestrial Tones,
New Order,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
MDC,
Kenny Larkin,
Unrelated Segments,
Banda Bassotti,
Gang Green,
OOIOO,
Echospace,
Pulsallama,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ludus,
John Cale,
Minutemen,
Essential Logic,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Joensuu 1685,
The Five Americans,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.