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 Singapore and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All The Neon Judgement tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers Ubiquity record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Iggy Pop,
48th St. Collective,
Don Cherry,
Index,
Young Marble Giants,
Grauzone,
Bluetip,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Red Krayola,
Mandrill,
Deadbeat,
DJ Style,
Sixth Finger,
Sexual Harrassment,
Tropical Tobacco,
Godley & Creme,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Sonics,
Rod Modell,
Surgeon,
Robert Hood,
The Music Machine,
Eden Ahbez,
Boogie Down Productions,
Flash Fearless,
Hardrive,
Al Stewart,
The Mojo Men,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Monks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Velvet Underground,
Sarah Menescal,
Clear Light,
Kayak,
Deakin,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Joey Negro,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pussy Galore,
The Leaves,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Todd Rundgren,
Susan Cadogan,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Youth Brigade,
Simply Red,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Flamin' Groovies,
Vladislav Delay,
Crooked Eye,
Neil Young,
Man Parrish,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Eric Copeland,
Unwound,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.