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 Nicaragua and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 spring reverb 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 Joey Negro to the grunge 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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Iggy Pop tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Drive Like Jehu,
Au Pairs,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gil Scott Heron,
Spoonie Gee,
Newcleus,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Subhumans,
Stiv Bators,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Khruangbin,
Dawn Penn,
Harry Pussy,
Yazoo,
Jawbox,
Panda Bear,
Marc Almond,
Archie Shepp,
Yellowson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Leaves,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gang Green,
the Germs,
Howard Jones,
Ronan,
Altered Images,
New York Dolls,
Tres Demented,
Iggy Pop,
Pere Ubu,
Camberwell Now,
Crime,
Cybotron,
Patti Smith,
Rakim,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Yusef Lateef,
The Gladiators,
Robert Hood,
Flash Fearless,
The Pop Group,
Don Cherry,
Sight & Sound,
Outsiders,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Neil Young,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Gap Band,
Gong,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Invisible,
Crooked Eye,
Gang Starr,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bobby Womack,
Jeff Mills,
Erasure,
Easy Going,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Gun Club,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.