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 Monaco and from Columbus.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Donald Fagen 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 Standells to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terry Callier 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boredoms,
Lee Hazlewood,
Royal Trux,
Hot Snakes,
Quando Quango,
Anthony Braxton,
Deadbeat,
Peter & Gordon,
The Slackers,
Neil Young,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jawbox,
Inner City,
Kaleidoscope,
Letta Mbulu,
The Cure,
Fatback Band,
Dave Gahan,
Avey Tare,
Sugar Minott,
F. McDonald,
Desert Stars,
Amon Düül,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Arthur Verocai,
The Skatalites,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Anakelly,
Echospace,
Nick Fraelich,
Black Flag,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Invisible,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Black Bananas,
Alice Coltrane,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bronski Beat,
Tim Buckley,
Ohio Players,
Mark Hollis,
Ken Boothe,
Wolf Eyes,
Gang Green,
Ossler,
Eve St. Jones,
Lou Christie,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Vogues,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lou Reed,
Lyres,
Bootsy Collins,
Darondo,
Joy Division,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
48th St. Collective,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.