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 Macedonia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Holger Czukay 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 Graham Central Station to the grunge 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 Sandy B. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Severed Heads record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Suburban Knight,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ten City,
Stiv Bators,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Cecil Taylor,
Von Mondo,
Matthew Halsall,
KRS-One,
H. Thieme,
Kas Product,
LL Cool J,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
DJ Style,
Joensuu 1685,
Dennis Brown,
UT,
Leonard Cohen,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Kinks,
Symarip,
Reuben Wilson,
The Fuzztones,
The Blackbyrds,
Subhumans,
Angry Samoans,
Flash Fearless,
The Motions,
Pylon,
Sun City Girls,
Danielle Patucci,
Drive Like Jehu,
Avey Tare,
Icehouse,
Groovy Waters,
Bootsy Collins,
Vladislav Delay,
Tres Demented,
The Cowsills,
Derrick Morgan,
Wire,
The Dead C,
Inner City,
Technova,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Max Romeo,
The Busters,
Royal Trux,
Fluxion,
Jimmy McGriff,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Camouflage,
Barbara Tucker,
The Slackers,
Lucky Dragons,
The Last Poets,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Slave,
Mantronix,
This Heat,
Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon.
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.