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 Austria and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 theremin 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 Symarip to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hoover,
Scrapy,
Pet Shop Boys,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Golliwogs,
Aural Exciters,
Oneida,
The Black Dice,
Don Cherry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Vogues,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Knickerbockers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ronan,
Pierre Henry,
Franke,
R.M.O.,
Cheater Slicks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Pantaleimon,
Sun City Girls,
Chris Corsano,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Flash Fearless,
Massinfluence,
The Cramps,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Outsiders,
Black Sheep,
The Birthday Party,
Rites of Spring,
The Dirtbombs,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Silicon Teens,
Television,
Faraquet,
Pharoah Sanders,
10cc,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
New Age Steppers,
Desert Stars,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Isaac Hayes,
The Slackers,
James White and The Blacks,
Young Marble Giants,
The Velvet Underground,
OOIOO,
D'Angelo,
Nico,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pylon,
Gregory Isaacs,
DNA,
Idris Muhammad,
Traffic Nightmare,
Yazoo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.