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 Burundi and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Albert Ayler to the rap 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 Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.
All The Searchers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
The J.B.'s,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
cv313,
Lakeside,
The Blues Magoos,
X-101,
World's Most,
Erasure,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Monks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Motions,
Erykah Badu,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ralphi Rosario,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Electric Prunes,
Tomorrow,
Surgeon,
Soulsonic Force,
Vainqueur,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Dead C,
Yellowson,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Happenings,
Cluster,
The Fuzztones,
The Mojo Men,
The Alarm Clocks,
the Sonics,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nick Fraelich,
Japan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Flash Fearless,
Harmonia,
Crime,
kango's stein massive,
Slick Rick,
Lou Reed,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Avey Tare,
Sarah Menescal,
Magazine,
Quantec,
The Slits,
New Age Steppers,
Panda Bear,
Television,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Soul II Soul,
Goldenarms,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.