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 Philippines and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Harpers Bizarre to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camouflage 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Evens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
Sällskapet,
Kurtis Blow,
The J.B.'s,
The Mummies,
Blake Baxter,
Jeff Lynne,
The Star Department,
Sugar Minott,
Suburban Knight,
Stiv Bators,
Jandek,
Section 25,
Con Funk Shun,
The Selecter,
Popol Vuh,
Glambeats Corp.,
Peter and Kerry,
Barbara Tucker,
Roy Ayers,
Scrapy,
Brick,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Hardrive,
Matthew Halsall,
The Cramps,
Ludus,
Crash Course in Science,
Niagra,
Quando Quango,
Alice Coltrane,
Sight & Sound,
Shuggie Otis,
Boredoms,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Nils Olav,
Pantaleimon,
Fluxion,
Johnny Clarke,
Smog,
Derrick Morgan,
The Young Rascals,
The Cosmic Jokers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fad Gadget,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ten City,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Happenings,
The Skatalites,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Interpol,
Terrestrial Tones,
Eric Copeland,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Derrick May,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Monochrome Set,
FM Einheit,
Barry Ungar,
Gang Green,
Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can.
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.