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 Algeria and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 clarinet 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 Massinfluence to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
James Chance & The Contortions,
MC5,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Dave Gahan,
Camberwell Now,
Bauhaus,
Infiniti,
The Wake,
John Cale,
The Associates,
Avey Tare,
Wings,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Divine Comedy,
The Gun Club,
Outsiders,
EPMD,
Alton Ellis,
Das Ding,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
X-101,
Yazoo,
Radio Birdman,
Goldenarms,
Pulsallama,
The Cure,
The Star Department,
the Soft Cell,
The Trojans,
Kerrie Biddell,
Parry Music,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Tommy Roe,
Heaven 17,
Average White Band,
Hoover,
The Doors,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Underground Resistance,
Oneida,
Royal Trux,
Isaac Hayes,
PIL,
The Gladiators,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lee Hazlewood,
Anakelly,
Warren Ellis,
Harpers Bizarre,
Agent Orange,
Franke,
Piero Umiliani,
Camouflage,
Scion,
Von Mondo,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Chris Corsano,
The Smiths,
Smog, Smog, Smog, Smog.
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.