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 Uruguay and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 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 Jacques Brel to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Reuben Wilson,
Marmalade,
Darondo,
Television Personalities,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Alice Coltrane,
The Searchers,
Pantytec,
Absolute Body Control,
Bad Manners,
Saccharine Trust,
Cybotron,
The Slits,
Ohio Players,
Chris & Cosey,
Nick Fraelich,
The Sonics,
DJ Sneak,
Stetsasonic,
Michelle Simonal,
Khruangbin,
Cal Tjader,
The Motions,
China Crisis,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rosa Yemen,
X-102,
The Saints,
Gastr Del Sol,
Wolf Eyes,
Joyce Sims,
New Order,
David Axelrod,
Ponytail,
Soulsonic Force,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Tears for Fears,
The Knickerbockers,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
X-101,
Shuggie Otis,
The Associates,
Danielle Patucci,
Jeff Lynne,
Audionom,
Pet Shop Boys,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Heaven 17,
Suburban Knight,
Public Image Ltd.,
Icehouse,
Echospace,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Flash Fearless,
Grey Daturas,
Technova,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.