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 Ghana and from Houston.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 spring reverb 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 The Mighty Diamonds 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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Spoonie Gee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
Alison Limerick,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Judy Mowatt,
Yusef Lateef,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Reagan Youth,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
New Order,
Panda Bear,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bobby Hutcherson,
David McCallum,
Rekid,
Freddie Wadling,
The Knickerbockers,
Newcleus,
Guru Guru,
Qualms,
Audionom,
Wire,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gerry Rafferty,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Roger Hodgson,
Kool Moe Dee,
D'Angelo,
Tropical Tobacco,
Tubeway Army,
Ralphi Rosario,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Warsaw,
Rites of Spring,
Chris Corsano,
Radio Birdman,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Wally Richardson,
Fear,
Iggy Pop,
Glenn Branca,
DJ Style,
Kurtis Blow,
The Shadows of Knight,
Pantaleimon,
Rod Modell,
One Last Wish,
Sällskapet,
the Fania All-Stars,
Tommy Roe,
Robert Görl,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Warren Ellis,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Cal Tjader,
Q65,
B.T. Express,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Loose Ends,
DJ Sneak,
Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T.
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.