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 Namibia and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Men They Couldn't Hang to the funk 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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Holt 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Talk Talk,
Mandrill,
Jerry's Kids,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Josef K,
Shoche,
Malaria!,
T.S.O.L.,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Delta 5,
The Zeros,
Deepchord,
Hardrive,
The Walker Brothers,
Oblivians,
Skarface,
Peter and Kerry,
Donny Hathaway,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Reagan Youth,
Pet Shop Boys,
Joensuu 1685,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Seeds,
Massinfluence,
New York Dolls,
DNA,
Neu!,
Khruangbin,
James White and The Blacks,
Sugar Minott,
Minnie Riperton,
Skriet,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Cure,
Throbbing Gristle,
the Swans,
Cecil Taylor,
Prince Buster,
Danielle Patucci,
The Saints,
Con Funk Shun,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Fuzztones,
Fluxion,
Deakin,
Peter & Gordon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gerry Rafferty,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
E-Dancer,
Avey Tare,
Oneida,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ohio Players,
Pagans,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Marc Almond,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.