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 Gabon and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 Rhythm & Sound to the punk 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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
The Residents,
Quando Quango,
The Beau Brummels,
the Association,
Quantec,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Terrestrial Tones,
Piero Umiliani,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Boz Scaggs,
Sparks,
a-ha,
Todd Terry,
The Dirtbombs,
Y Pants,
Eric B and Rakim,
Swans,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lebanon Hanover,
Joey Negro,
Hoover,
Clear Light,
X-102,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Josef K,
Ralphi Rosario,
Warsaw,
Little Man,
Minny Pops,
Derrick May,
Bizarre Inc.,
John Lydon,
Blancmange,
Panda Bear,
Brick,
Lou Reed,
Pagans,
Television,
In Retrospect,
Glambeats Corp.,
John Coltrane,
Eric Copeland,
New Age Steppers,
Barbara Tucker,
Zero Boys,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Scratch Acid,
Marc Almond,
The Dave Clark Five,
Crispy Ambulance,
Tubeway Army,
Robert Hood,
Nick Fraelich,
B.T. Express,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.