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 Montenegro and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 Anakelly to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultravox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deakin,
L. Decosne,
Unrelated Segments,
Model 500,
Minutemen,
Adolescents,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Minor Threat,
Von Mondo,
Black Bananas,
Flipper,
Maurizio,
Lower 48,
Theoretical Girls,
Arcadia,
Sandy B,
Pantytec,
Aswad,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
Altered Images,
Yellowson,
Wally Richardson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Monks,
Groovy Waters,
June of 44,
H. Thieme,
Sarah Menescal,
Parry Music,
X-101,
Fad Gadget,
Gregory Isaacs,
Public Enemy,
Kevin Saunderson,
Tomorrow,
Wings,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Danielle Patucci,
The Index,
Sunsets and Hearts,
EPMD,
Oneida,
Spoonie Gee,
Funkadelic,
Royal Trux,
Soulsonic Force,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Derrick Morgan,
Crime,
Joey Negro,
The Pretty Things,
John Foxx,
Los Fastidios,
The Selecter,
MC5,
Rosa Yemen,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Camberwell Now,
Make Up,
Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars.
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.