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 New Zealand and from Portland.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Traffic Nightmare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bobby Sherman,
48th St. Collective,
The Dave Clark Five,
Marshall Jefferson,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Negative Approach,
Quadrant,
Cymande,
Smog,
Average White Band,
China Crisis,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kayak,
Ten City,
U.S. Maple,
The Monks,
Buzzcocks,
A Certain Ratio,
Amon Düül II,
Erykah Badu,
Oblivians,
Flash Fearless,
Eurythmics,
The Misunderstood,
Alton Ellis,
Heaven 17,
The Selecter,
Minnie Riperton,
Scratch Acid,
Idris Muhammad,
Arab on Radar,
Albert Ayler,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Raincoats,
Crispian St. Peters,
Eric Copeland,
Ohio Players,
The J.B.'s,
New York Dolls,
the Swans,
Ultravox,
David Bowie,
The Electric Prunes,
The Cramps,
Lightning Bolt,
Brick,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Silicon Teens,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ornette Coleman,
Nirvana,
Kevin Saunderson,
Maurizio,
Jeff Mills,
Outsiders,
Tropical Tobacco,
Minutemen,
The Red Krayola,
Skaos,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Fad Gadget,
Bush Tetras,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.