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 Austria and from Portland.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Pylon to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
F. McDonald,
The Cosmic Jokers,
the Bar-Kays,
Alton Ellis,
Gang Green,
Groovy Waters,
Eve St. Jones,
Chrome,
The Real Kids,
Whodini,
Skarface,
The Slackers,
Bobby Sherman,
Gang of Four,
Brothers Johnson,
Youth Brigade,
Cal Tjader,
Kenny Larkin,
Mantronix,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Raincoats,
Minutemen,
Neu!,
Steve Hackett,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
New Age Steppers,
The Happenings,
Quando Quango,
Faust,
Black Pus,
Bauhaus,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Archie Shepp,
Black Flag,
Popol Vuh,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Stockholm Monsters,
Joe Smooth,
This Heat,
Prince Buster,
Circle Jerks,
Masters at Work,
MDC,
Dead Boys,
Dorothy Ashby,
Maleditus Sound,
Harpers Bizarre,
Eddi Front,
Vladislav Delay,
Quantec,
Sun Ra,
Symarip,
Radiohead,
Eric Dolphy,
Vainqueur,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Misunderstood,
Gichy Dan,
The Fire Engines,
D'Angelo,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.