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 Germany and from Spokane.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 rhodes 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 Knickerbockers to the disco 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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane 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 a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Lightning Bolt,
The Mummies,
The Searchers,
Jacques Brel,
EPMD,
Joensuu 1685,
Rufus Thomas,
Model 500,
Josef K,
D'Angelo,
Jeru the Damaja,
Johnny Osbourne,
Animal Collective,
Mark Hollis,
Eden Ahbez,
Duran Duran,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Unrelated Segments,
Silicon Teens,
Wally Richardson,
10cc,
Peter & Gordon,
Delta 5,
ABBA,
E-Dancer,
Can,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sugar Minott,
The Cowsills,
Marshall Jefferson,
Girls At Our Best!,
Make Up,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sun City Girls,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Curtis Mayfield,
Reuben Wilson,
Lyres,
Prince Buster,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Flipper,
Lucky Dragons,
The Gladiators,
Eurythmics,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sun Ra,
Vladislav Delay,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Excepter,
Newcleus,
Junior Murvin,
Anakelly,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Crime,
Sixth Finger,
The Slackers,
Henry Cow,
Sonic Youth,
The Young Rascals,
Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners.
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.