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 Uruguay and from Copenhagen.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Kayak to the funk 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 Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Hutcherson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
T.S.O.L.,
Sarah Menescal,
Yellowson,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ice-T,
Organ,
Pere Ubu,
Pantytec,
Juan Atkins,
Eric B and Rakim,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Buckinghams,
Joy Division,
Harmonia,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Reagan Youth,
Lightning Bolt,
Gang of Four,
Eric Dolphy,
Minor Threat,
Girls At Our Best!,
Model 500,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Blancmange,
Animal Collective,
Agent Orange,
Bluetip,
Crooked Eye,
Symarip,
The Zeros,
Tres Demented,
Isaac Hayes,
The Gladiators,
The Standells,
Sun Ra,
Khruangbin,
The Sonics,
Darondo,
Matthew Bourne,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Letta Mbulu,
The Selecter,
PIL,
Bobby Sherman,
D'Angelo,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Barclay James Harvest,
Neil Young,
New Order,
Deakin,
Sixth Finger,
Qualms,
Dorothy Ashby,
Black Moon,
The Remains,
Johnny Osbourne,
Skarface,
Jimmy McGriff,
Altered Images,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.