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 Luxembourg and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 güiro 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 Pierre Henry to the funk 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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
The Misunderstood,
T.S.O.L.,
The Happenings,
Dave Gahan,
Kevin Saunderson,
Wings,
Crash Course in Science,
Godley & Creme,
Main Source,
Sun City Girls,
Rufus Thomas,
Deadbeat,
The Smoke,
Derrick Morgan,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Joe Finger,
Y Pants,
Al Stewart,
Camouflage,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Dennis Brown,
Echospace,
the Association,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Fugs,
Ten City,
Swell Maps,
Derrick May,
Marc Almond,
James White and The Blacks,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rapeman,
Jerry's Kids,
Kerri Chandler,
Japan,
Pantaleimon,
Scott Walker,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Heaven 17,
Absolute Body Control,
Slave,
K-Klass,
The Shadows of Knight,
Marmalade,
Popol Vuh,
New Age Steppers,
Soul II Soul,
Minutemen,
UT,
Jimmy McGriff,
DJ Style,
Maurizio,
Oneida,
Barbara Tucker,
Inner City,
the Soft Cell,
The Associates,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Alarm Clocks,
B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express.
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.