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 Libya and from Salvador.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Toronto.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the organ 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 Dorothy Ashby to the grunge 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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All Dead Boys 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deadbeat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Graham Central Station,
the Swans,
Barclay James Harvest,
Curtis Mayfield,
Liliput,
Eden Ahbez,
Bronski Beat,
X-101,
Scan 7,
Pantaleimon,
Davy DMX,
Chris & Cosey,
Faraquet,
Man Parrish,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jimmy McGriff,
Royal Trux,
Hashim,
The Cramps,
Absolute Body Control,
Altered Images,
Lou Reed,
Aural Exciters,
The Fugs,
Newcleus,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
In Retrospect,
the Human League,
Neu!,
Jandek,
Toni Rubio,
Kaleidoscope,
Swell Maps,
Roy Ayers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Subhumans,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bobby Womack,
Rufus Thomas,
Lower 48,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Iggy Pop,
Surgeon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Tim Buckley,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Crispy Ambulance,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Cure,
Sun City Girls,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Michelle Simonal,
FM Einheit,
48th St. Collective,
Lucky Dragons,
Monolake,
Zapp,
Mad Mike,
Dual Sessions,
Schoolly D,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.