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 Marshall Islands and from Bologna.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro 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 Godley & Creme to the grime 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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gun Club,
Das Ding,
Excepter,
Dennis Brown,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Barracudas,
David Bowie,
The Motions,
Faraquet,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Moby Grape,
Freddie Wadling,
Au Pairs,
Danielle Patucci,
Radiohead,
Aloha Tigers,
Ohio Players,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bronski Beat,
Arthur Verocai,
Rod Modell,
Suburban Knight,
Gichy Dan,
PIL,
Monks,
Deadbeat,
The Zeros,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bobby Byrd,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sun City Girls,
Reuben Wilson,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
D'Angelo,
Swans,
Terrestrial Tones,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Sound,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kool Moe Dee,
Isaac Hayes,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Electric Prunes,
Scientists,
Amon Düül,
Colin Newman,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Masters at Work,
Minnie Riperton,
Gil Scott Heron,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Patti Smith,
Scott Walker,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bizarre Inc.,
Minor Threat,
The Dead C,
Pagans,
Banda Bassotti,
The Durutti Column,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.