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 Iran and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 clarinet 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 Y Pants to the funk 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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord 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 an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Juan Atkins,
Donald Byrd,
Eric Copeland,
Brothers Johnson,
Chrome,
Thee Headcoats,
Sun Ra,
Babytalk,
The Busters,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lungfish,
Soft Machine,
Massinfluence,
The Wake,
the Soft Cell,
Mo-Dettes,
Guru Guru,
Infiniti,
Urselle,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Toasters,
John Cale,
Newcleus,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Gladiators,
Nils Olav,
Index,
Metal Thangz,
Outsiders,
Technova,
Chris Corsano,
Jimmy McGriff,
OOIOO,
Ornette Coleman,
The Moleskins,
Moebius,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Motions,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Whodini,
Deepchord,
ABC,
Nick Fraelich,
Country Teasers,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sister Nancy,
Porter Ricks,
This Heat,
Lou Reed,
The American Breed,
Radiohead,
The Sound,
Bobby Byrd,
Lower 48,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Byron Stingily,
Unrelated Segments,
Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow.
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.