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 Germany and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 clarinet 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 Mary Jane Girls to the rock 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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Quando Quango tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
The Cowsills,
Parry Music,
Stiv Bators,
Ornette Coleman,
This Heat,
The Doors,
The Barracudas,
Scientists,
Oblivians,
Dead Boys,
Severed Heads,
Sparks,
Lalann,
Ponytail,
Mandrill,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cheater Slicks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Soft Cell,
Arab on Radar,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scott Walker,
Barclay James Harvest,
June Days,
The Star Department,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Fear,
Bobby Womack,
Deepchord,
Heaven 17,
Danielle Patucci,
Royal Trux,
Can,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
H. Thieme,
Section 25,
Zero Boys,
Anakelly,
Hardrive,
Organ,
Slick Rick,
Neil Young,
Eric B and Rakim,
Marshall Jefferson,
Subhumans,
Ultimate Spinach,
Donny Hathaway,
Terry Callier,
X-102,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Motorama,
China Crisis,
Bob Dylan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Amazonics,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Half Japanese,
Au Pairs,
Yellowson,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.