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 Hungary and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 guitar 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 Amon Düül to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Terry Callier. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Y Pants,
Sun City Girls,
UT,
Funky Four + One,
Erasure,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Cramps,
Boredoms,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wolf Eyes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Cameo,
Nation of Ulysses,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Piero Umiliani,
The Alarm Clocks,
Eddi Front,
The Motions,
Isaac Hayes,
Laurel Aitken,
Gregory Isaacs,
Scan 7,
Deadbeat,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mars,
Pagans,
June of 44,
John Cale,
The Count Five,
Tres Demented,
Anakelly,
The Divine Comedy,
Michelle Simonal,
Q65,
LL Cool J,
the Soft Cell,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Faust,
Slave,
Kas Product,
Hashim,
The Raincoats,
Rites of Spring,
PIL,
Barbara Tucker,
Black Sheep,
Josef K,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Symarip,
D'Angelo,
Stetsasonic,
The Beau Brummels,
Spandau Ballet,
Jawbox,
Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow.
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.