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 China and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Skaos to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Throbbing Gristle. All the underground hits.
All The Barracudas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Chrome,
This Heat,
Funky Four + One,
Kenny Larkin,
LL Cool J,
Cybotron,
The Doors,
Oblivians,
the Normal,
Theoretical Girls,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Cosmic Jokers,
kango's stein massive,
Al Stewart,
The Monochrome Set,
Althea and Donna,
Tears for Fears,
New York Dolls,
Fatback Band,
Ponytail,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Fugs,
Moebius,
Barbara Tucker,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jawbox,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Y Pants,
X-101,
Hardrive,
Scientists,
David Axelrod,
Los Fastidios,
Organ,
Newcleus,
Terrestrial Tones,
Main Source,
Kas Product,
Robert Görl,
Public Enemy,
Pere Ubu,
Radio Birdman,
Ossler,
Cheater Slicks,
Swans,
Qualms,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Saints,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Magma,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.