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 Honduras and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tokyo.
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 harpsichord 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 Underground Resistance to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Louis and Bebe Barron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
Tears for Fears,
The Seeds,
John Coltrane,
Bob Dylan,
Joe Finger,
Man Eating Sloth,
Barrington Levy,
Pantaleimon,
Stereo Dub,
Cameo,
The Doobie Brothers,
Terry Callier,
Porter Ricks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ponytail,
Grey Daturas,
ABC,
X-102,
Sister Nancy,
Theoretical Girls,
Interpol,
The United States of America,
Roxette,
Dead Boys,
Amon Düül II,
Steve Hackett,
The Shadows of Knight,
Zero Boys,
Boz Scaggs,
The Motions,
Delta 5,
Danielle Patucci,
The Dirtbombs,
Shuggie Otis,
The Tremeloes,
Siglo XX,
The Cowsills,
Oneida,
Donny Hathaway,
Ultra Naté,
David Bowie,
Eden Ahbez,
Arab on Radar,
Brass Construction,
Make Up,
Q and Not U,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Gap Band,
Lyres,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Davy DMX,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Can,
Arcadia,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Last Poets,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lalann,
Prince Buster,
Lightning Bolt,
Country Teasers,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.