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 Poland and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 organ 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 Bob Dylan to the jazz 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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Motions,
Tears for Fears,
the Association,
Pole,
The Selecter,
Fluxion,
Robert Hood,
The Doors,
The Smoke,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Half Japanese,
Mandrill,
Quadrant,
Gichy Dan,
Fela Kuti,
MC5,
the Bar-Kays,
Wasted Youth,
Accadde A,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Saints,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Chris Corsano,
Roxette,
Hardrive,
Amon Düül,
X-Ray Spex,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Morten Harket,
Sexual Harrassment,
Nils Olav,
Arab on Radar,
Althea and Donna,
The Five Americans,
Blake Baxter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ohio Players,
Pulsallama,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Monochrome Set,
Bronski Beat,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Barrington Levy,
Erykah Badu,
Dave Gahan,
Tim Buckley,
Thompson Twins,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Babytalk,
Spoonie Gee,
Fear,
Grauzone,
The Pretty Things,
Sällskapet,
Vainqueur,
Tomorrow,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Marcia Griffiths,
Mad Mike,
Joey Negro,
The Cure,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.