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 Guinea and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Excepter to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 48th St. Collective. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Y Pants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Hardrive,
New York Dolls,
The Beau Brummels,
Quantec,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ultravox,
The Techniques,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Black Dice,
Yusef Lateef,
Boogie Down Productions,
Cymande,
Bootsy Collins,
Lindisfarne,
Rapeman,
The Stooges,
Ronan,
Inner City,
Nick Fraelich,
Ultra Naté,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Tomorrow,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Sonics,
Echospace,
Tubeway Army,
The Gladiators,
Lee Hazlewood,
Albert Ayler,
Quando Quango,
Fluxion,
Chrome,
Anthony Braxton,
Camberwell Now,
Animal Collective,
The Offenders,
Camouflage,
Black Flag,
Rotary Connection,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Leaves,
Panda Bear,
Ponytail,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nirvana,
Ten City,
Kas Product,
The Modern Lovers,
The Five Americans,
Terry Callier,
Pharoah Sanders,
Black Moon,
The Saints,
Shuggie Otis,
Infiniti,
Tom Boy,
Absolute Body Control,
Gregory Isaacs,
Spandau Ballet,
The Slackers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.