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 Israel and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Deakin to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
Sister Nancy,
The Star Department,
Accadde A,
Suburban Knight,
Rhythm & Sound,
Parry Music,
Mission of Burma,
Jandek,
Bob Dylan,
The Count Five,
The Blackbyrds,
Prince Buster,
Thompson Twins,
Patti Smith,
Severed Heads,
Average White Band,
Jeru the Damaja,
Clear Light,
Connie Case,
Ornette Coleman,
The Motions,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Groovy Waters,
This Heat,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ultra Naté,
the Slits,
The Doors,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gang Gang Dance,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Terry Callier,
Smog,
Moby Grape,
Wolf Eyes,
Ultravox,
Rapeman,
Pantytec,
Eric Copeland,
Idris Muhammad,
Spoonie Gee,
Nico,
Newcleus,
Animal Collective,
Lee Hazlewood,
Wire,
Warren Ellis,
Lucky Dragons,
Crispian St. Peters,
L. Decosne,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Neil Young,
Cluster,
Soft Machine,
X-102,
Eric Dolphy,
Dave Gahan,
Easy Going,
The New Christs,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.