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 Andorra and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Sister Nancy to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angry Samoans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
Siglo XX,
June Days,
The United States of America,
Peter & Gordon,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Underground Resistance,
Country Teasers,
The Durutti Column,
Neu!,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lou Christie,
Mo-Dettes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lower 48,
Crooked Eye,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Chris Corsano,
U.S. Maple,
Connie Case,
Tommy Roe,
Das Ding,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Joey Negro,
Toni Rubio,
Tim Buckley,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sun City Girls,
Yellowson,
Adolescents,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
the Sonics,
T.S.O.L.,
Alice Coltrane,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bobby Womack,
Niagra,
These Immortal Souls,
Supertramp,
Pole,
Bad Manners,
Television,
Rekid,
the Bar-Kays,
Lungfish,
Patti Smith,
Stetsasonic,
Jawbox,
The Mojo Men,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Isaac Hayes,
Nik Kershaw,
Mandrill,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Theoretical Girls,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Barrington Levy,
Yazoo,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.