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 Tuvalu and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Deadbeat to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Rosa Yemen. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ronnie Foster,
Dark Day,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pharoah Sanders,
Mission of Burma,
Agent Orange,
The Golliwogs,
Desert Stars,
Blossom Toes,
Soul II Soul,
Shuggie Otis,
Glenn Branca,
Monolake,
Rufus Thomas,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gichy Dan,
Bobby Sherman,
The Seeds,
Gang Starr,
Jesper Dahlback,
Zapp,
Black Sheep,
Reuben Wilson,
Eric Dolphy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Roger Hodgson,
Neil Young,
Massinfluence,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bob Dylan,
The Toasters,
Kurtis Blow,
John Cale,
Danielle Patucci,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Royal Trux,
Sun City Girls,
Ralphi Rosario,
Jeff Lynne,
Gang of Four,
Fad Gadget,
Babytalk,
Godley & Creme,
Ituana,
The Black Dice,
Eden Ahbez,
Sam Rivers,
Hasil Adkins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Sound,
Fugazi,
the Human League,
Connie Case,
The Remains,
Ornette Coleman,
Joyce Sims,
Black Moon,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.