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 Salvador.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 808 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 Outsiders to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Sexual Harrassment tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slits,
Girls At Our Best!,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Monolake,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Skaos,
Magma,
Young Marble Giants,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Mandrill,
The Skatalites,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pantytec,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Standells,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Skarface,
Marshall Jefferson,
John Holt,
The Music Machine,
Jawbox,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Joensuu 1685,
Erasure,
The Stooges,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Fat Boys,
Max Romeo,
Pere Ubu,
Arab on Radar,
The Golliwogs,
Bootsy Collins,
Alton Ellis,
Main Source,
Tommy Roe,
Godley & Creme,
Tubeway Army,
Dark Day,
Barbara Tucker,
Yellowson,
Sugar Minott,
The Neon Judgement,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Pretty Things,
Jacob Miller,
Zero Boys,
Black Bananas,
Spoonie Gee,
Mars,
Aloha Tigers,
Gabor Szabo,
New York Dolls,
The Techniques,
Nirvana,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
X-Ray Spex,
Wire,
Barry Ungar,
Babytalk,
Camouflage,
Scrapy,
The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club.
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.