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 Cuba and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 oboe 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 Blancmange to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Mighty Diamonds. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Animal Collective,
Hardrive,
kango's stein massive,
Silicon Teens,
Qualms,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Shuggie Otis,
Cybotron,
Fugazi,
Brass Construction,
Rotary Connection,
John Foxx,
Public Enemy,
The Standells,
Terry Callier,
The Blues Magoos,
Ice-T,
Anakelly,
Soul II Soul,
Zapp,
Flash Fearless,
E-Dancer,
Underground Resistance,
Symarip,
Colin Newman,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Reuben Wilson,
DJ Sneak,
Boz Scaggs,
The Searchers,
Ossler,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Malaria!,
Bauhaus,
Letta Mbulu,
Janne Schatter,
Das Ding,
The Birthday Party,
Minor Threat,
The Victims,
Mars,
the Fania All-Stars,
Deakin,
Kerrie Biddell,
Au Pairs,
Minutemen,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gabor Szabo,
Ronnie Foster,
Connie Case,
In Retrospect,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Faraquet,
The Stooges,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sonny Sharrock,
Toni Rubio,
Crispy Ambulance,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pole,
Moebius, Moebius, Moebius, Moebius.
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.