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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Royal Family And The Poor to the punk 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 Blancmange. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Tom Boy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Peter & Gordon,
Scientists,
Reuben Wilson,
Country Teasers,
Kenny Larkin,
New York Dolls,
Ronnie Foster,
Scott Walker,
Jeff Lynne,
Fear,
Swell Maps,
Minutemen,
Deakin,
The Shadows of Knight,
Charles Mingus,
Boredoms,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kaleidoscope,
Ken Boothe,
Mo-Dettes,
Public Enemy,
The Pretty Things,
Maurizio,
Eli Mardock,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Evens,
Zero Boys,
John Cale,
L. Decosne,
The New Christs,
Public Image Ltd.,
Davy DMX,
Stiv Bators,
The Mummies,
The Grass Roots,
The Buckinghams,
Sun Ra,
The Motions,
Icehouse,
Marvin Gaye,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Monks,
Tubeway Army,
The Real Kids,
Quadrant,
Harry Pussy,
These Immortal Souls,
Joe Finger,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Soul II Soul,
Simply Red,
T.S.O.L.,
The Smoke,
Animal Collective,
Slick Rick,
The Victims,
Minnie Riperton,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.