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 Iran and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Evens to the rock 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 Unwound. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Traffic Nightmare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sonics,
Rufus Thomas,
Josef K,
Schoolly D,
Newcleus,
Cal Tjader,
Reuben Wilson,
Eden Ahbez,
The Buckinghams,
the Swans,
Sound Behaviour,
The Mummies,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sonic Youth,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
EPMD,
The Trojans,
Sun Ra,
John Cale,
Goldenarms,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sister Nancy,
Toni Rubio,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Albert Ayler,
Ludus,
The Associates,
Arcadia,
Bang On A Can,
Infiniti,
Outsiders,
Dawn Penn,
Gang of Four,
Erykah Badu,
Camouflage,
the Bar-Kays,
The Monochrome Set,
Surgeon,
Frankie Knuckles,
Mo-Dettes,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Fuzztones,
Susan Cadogan,
Essential Logic,
Bronski Beat,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Angels of Light,
Ultra Naté,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Velvet Underground,
Donny Hathaway,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Metal Thangz,
Eve St. Jones,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Con Funk Shun,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Maleditus Sound,
Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare.
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.