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 Papua New Guinea and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 synthesizer 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 The Smiths to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James Chance & The Contortions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Organ,
Adolescents,
Fluxion,
Scan 7,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jerry's Kids,
Guru Guru,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Skatalites,
Sugar Minott,
Henry Cow,
The Gories,
Nils Olav,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Frankie Knuckles,
Mandrill,
Von Mondo,
Flash Fearless,
Ohio Players,
Ken Boothe,
H. Thieme,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Pop Group,
The Cowsills,
ABBA,
The Alarm Clocks,
Don Cherry,
Blossom Toes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Faraquet,
Urselle,
Procol Harum,
Eurythmics,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Real Kids,
Zero Boys,
China Crisis,
Fugazi,
Kaleidoscope,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lindisfarne,
The Saints,
The Fortunes,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sonny Sharrock,
Soft Cell,
Shuggie Otis,
Animal Collective,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Mojo Men,
The Move,
Royal Trux,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Germs,
Ronan,
Massinfluence,
Fatback Band,
Man Parrish,
John Holt,
Alton Ellis,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Pierre Henry,
D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo.
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.