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 Benin and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 rhodes 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 Flamin' Groovies to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
Susan Cadogan,
a-ha,
Chrome,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Tubeway Army,
The Pop Group,
Josef K,
ABBA,
Albert Ayler,
Infiniti,
Patti Smith,
Au Pairs,
The Misunderstood,
Jandek,
the Swans,
Young Marble Giants,
The Smoke,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Black Flag,
Joey Negro,
The Five Americans,
Mark Hollis,
Bill Wells,
Brick,
Malaria!,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pole,
X-Ray Spex,
The Modern Lovers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kaleidoscope,
Technova,
London Community Gospel Choir,
New Age Steppers,
The Martian,
OOIOO,
The Divine Comedy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Chris Corsano,
Gang Starr,
Lightning Bolt,
Sight & Sound,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Harmonia,
Lalann,
Eric Copeland,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Tim Buckley,
Tears for Fears,
Tomorrow,
Japan,
Rosa Yemen,
Moss Icon,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Wolf Eyes,
The Barracudas,
Zapp,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.