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 East Timor and from Toronto.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Winnipeg.
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 Robert Palmer 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 Happenings to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fugazi,
The Walker Brothers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Smiths,
a-ha,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Clear Light,
The Star Department,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Funky Four + One,
David Bowie,
Lower 48,
Schoolly D,
John Holt,
Negative Approach,
World's Most,
Dawn Penn,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Darondo,
Quantec,
Connie Case,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Monochrome Set,
Soft Cell,
Arthur Verocai,
Derrick Morgan,
Gregory Isaacs,
Godley & Creme,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Scott Walker,
Radiopuhelimet,
Robert Wyatt,
Ituana,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lyres,
Janne Schatter,
Pulsallama,
Thee Headcoats,
Icehouse,
X-101,
Bobby Womack,
Yazoo,
Stiv Bators,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
John Cale,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
R.M.O.,
Kayak,
Vainqueur,
The Selecter,
Surgeon,
the Swans,
The Slits,
Inner City,
Todd Rundgren,
Agent Orange,
Moebius,
Eddi Front,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Joe Finger,
Nico, Nico, Nico, Nico.
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.