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 Bahamas and from Spokane.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Echo & the Bunnymen to the grunge 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 Sandy B. All the underground hits.
All H. Thieme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ornette Coleman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
Ronnie Foster,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Amazonics,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Loose Ends,
Pulsallama,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Japan,
The Mojo Men,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Easy Going,
The Invisible,
Scrapy,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Move,
a-ha,
Von Mondo,
Skarface,
OOIOO,
Electric Light Orchestra,
DJ Style,
Todd Rundgren,
Harpers Bizarre,
David McCallum,
Glenn Branca,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Nico,
Ludus,
Ponytail,
Echospace,
Crime,
Avey Tare,
Rhythm & Sound,
Black Flag,
Eric Dolphy,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Fortunes,
James White and The Blacks,
Darondo,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sixth Finger,
Thee Headcoats,
Gastr Del Sol,
MC5,
Circle Jerks,
Accadde A,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Severed Heads,
Amon Düül,
Y Pants,
The Evens,
Lower 48,
The Associates,
Colin Newman,
KRS-One,
Marmalade,
Organ,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.