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 Slovakia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 David Bowie 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 Skaos to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Names record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Urselle,
Robert Hood,
Thee Headcoats,
Sexual Harrassment,
Liliput,
Amon Düül II,
ABBA,
Susan Cadogan,
Motorama,
The Gun Club,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Davy DMX,
The Smoke,
Kurtis Blow,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
OOIOO,
Ronnie Foster,
MC5,
Peter & Gordon,
Max Romeo,
Peter and Kerry,
EPMD,
Flipper,
Gang Green,
Bobby Sherman,
CMW,
The New Christs,
Tommy Roe,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Mars,
DJ Sneak,
Jimmy McGriff,
Aloha Tigers,
The Searchers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Qualms,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jacques Brel,
Cal Tjader,
A Certain Ratio,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Associates,
The Dead C,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Move,
The Trojans,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Remains,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kas Product,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Spoonie Gee,
Lou Reed,
Albert Ayler,
Prince Buster,
Sunsets and Hearts,
48th St. Collective,
Scientists,
Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars.
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.