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 Bahamas and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 guitar 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 Q65 to the rock 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 the Swans. All the underground hits.
All Echo & the Bunnymen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scientists,
Flipper,
Jacob Miller,
Nick Fraelich,
Anakelly,
The Tremeloes,
Adolescents,
Toni Rubio,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Infiniti,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Malaria!,
The Zeros,
Amazonics,
The Names,
Shoche,
Scan 7,
Bobby Sherman,
The Human League,
Dawn Penn,
Isaac Hayes,
Gichy Dan,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Slits,
Moss Icon,
The Buckinghams,
Bob Dylan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Motorama,
Technova,
Tom Boy,
Sugar Minott,
The Black Dice,
Procol Harum,
Mars,
MC5,
Rekid,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jimmy McGriff,
Mantronix,
Alton Ellis,
The Knickerbockers,
Stiv Bators,
The Blues Magoos,
Barrington Levy,
KRS-One,
Camberwell Now,
Parry Music,
Erasure,
Roxy Music,
One Last Wish,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Trojans,
Tomorrow,
Thee Headcoats,
The Mummies,
June Days,
The J.B.'s,
Minny Pops,
Joy Division,
Swans,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.