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 Malaysia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sun City Girls to the rap 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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
The Techniques,
Jeru the Damaja,
These Immortal Souls,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kenny Larkin,
John Coltrane,
Average White Band,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Aaron Thompson,
Ponytail,
Robert Wyatt,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gerry Rafferty,
Intrusion,
Magma,
Piero Umiliani,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Index,
John Foxx,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Gun Club,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Adolescents,
Crispian St. Peters,
Tomorrow,
Grandmaster Flash,
Whodini,
Dave Gahan,
Harpers Bizarre,
Section 25,
kango's stein massive,
Robert Görl,
Suburban Knight,
Loose Ends,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Youth Brigade,
Niagra,
Silicon Teens,
Eric Dolphy,
Ossler,
Tim Buckley,
The Mojo Men,
Wasted Youth,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Blake Baxter,
The Smoke,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marine Girls,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Amon Düül,
Amazonics,
Underground Resistance,
Bobby Sherman,
Parry Music,
Brass Construction,
Thompson Twins,
Monolake,
Connie Case,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.