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 Angola and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 808 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 Index to the jazz 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 The Gories. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy 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 synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
Moebius,
The Monochrome Set,
a-ha,
Kenny Larkin,
Roy Ayers,
UT,
Tom Boy,
The New Christs,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lungfish,
Graham Central Station,
Bobby Sherman,
Ice-T,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Parry Music,
R.M.O.,
Accadde A,
Agitation Free,
Marmalade,
The Angels of Light,
Public Enemy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Country Teasers,
EPMD,
Marshall Jefferson,
Basic Channel,
Cecil Taylor,
The Gun Club,
K-Klass,
Harpers Bizarre,
Tubeway Army,
Loose Ends,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Kayak,
This Heat,
MDC,
Hardrive,
Sonny Sharrock,
Desert Stars,
the Bar-Kays,
Charles Mingus,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Isaac Hayes,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tres Demented,
Dennis Brown,
Soulsonic Force,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Mummies,
The United States of America,
Japan,
The Saints,
Pulsallama,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lightning Bolt,
Altered Images,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Toasters,
The Moody Blues,
New York Dolls,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.