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 Bhutan and from Lyon.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Yaz to the rap 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 The Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ludus,
Sarah Menescal,
New York Dolls,
Cal Tjader,
The Dirtbombs,
the Germs,
Erykah Badu,
Warren Ellis,
The Zeros,
Idris Muhammad,
Nils Olav,
Scion,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ronnie Foster,
Liliput,
Cybotron,
Accadde A,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Josef K,
Moss Icon,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Toasters,
ABC,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Amon Düül,
E-Dancer,
Junior Murvin,
Nation of Ulysses,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Eurythmics,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Fall,
June of 44,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Aswad,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kurtis Blow,
Average White Band,
David Axelrod,
The Martian,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Remains,
Alphaville,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
48th St. Collective,
Joe Finger,
Donny Hathaway,
10cc,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Radiohead,
These Immortal Souls,
Amazonics,
Metal Thangz,
Cluster,
Dark Day,
The Last Poets,
Althea and Donna,
Kerrie Biddell,
Patti Smith,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.