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 Morocco and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 The Stooges to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers Ubiquity record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Leaves,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sunsets and Hearts,
World's Most,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Standells,
Section 25,
Bob Dylan,
Bobby Sherman,
Delta 5,
kango's stein massive,
The Count Five,
Grey Daturas,
cv313,
Lower 48,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Neon Judgement,
The Shadows of Knight,
Massinfluence,
The Durutti Column,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Slits,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rapeman,
D'Angelo,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gerry Rafferty,
Moby Grape,
These Immortal Souls,
Fela Kuti,
the Swans,
Echospace,
Silicon Teens,
The Sonics,
Nas,
The Real Kids,
Skriet,
Oneida,
Robert Görl,
Ornette Coleman,
The Cramps,
Oblivians,
Lucky Dragons,
Prince Buster,
Todd Terry,
The Sound,
Hashim,
Johnny Osbourne,
Intrusion,
Carl Craig,
Crispy Ambulance,
Harry Pussy,
Amon Düül,
Rites of Spring,
Magazine,
Adolescents,
Graham Central Station,
Babytalk,
The Misunderstood,
CMW,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.