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 Nauru and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Radio Birdman to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All The Dead C tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Last Poets record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Joyce Sims,
Lee Hazlewood,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Minny Pops,
The Gun Club,
Crispy Ambulance,
Whodini,
Gichy Dan,
Lalann,
ABBA,
Basic Channel,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Electric Prunes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bill Wells,
The Saints,
Wasted Youth,
The Golliwogs,
Rhythm & Sound,
the Slits,
Kas Product,
Yellowson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Neu!,
Animal Collective,
The Monochrome Set,
The Zeros,
The Mojo Men,
Chris & Cosey,
Peter and Kerry,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Gerry Rafferty,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jacob Miller,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Leonard Cohen,
Crooked Eye,
Eden Ahbez,
Glambeats Corp.,
Erasure,
The Buckinghams,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Oblivians,
The Fall,
A Certain Ratio,
Ronnie Foster,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
E-Dancer,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Mission of Burma,
Minutemen,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
David Bowie,
the Human League,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Danielle Patucci,
Eric Dolphy,
The Count Five,
R.M.O.,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.