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 New Zealand and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Jandek to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Selector Dub Narcotic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Zero Boys,
Fatback Band,
Livin' Joy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Suicide,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Techniques,
The Black Dice,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Move,
Jeff Mills,
Sonny Sharrock,
Wasted Youth,
Sex Pistols,
Technova,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bauhaus,
Gabor Szabo,
Andrew Hill,
Roger Hodgson,
Lalann,
Little Man,
The Busters,
Theoretical Girls,
Visage,
The Durutti Column,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rod Modell,
Niagra,
The Walker Brothers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
UT,
Idris Muhammad,
The Knickerbockers,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Happenings,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Quando Quango,
Godley & Creme,
Fela Kuti,
DNA,
Suburban Knight,
Groovy Waters,
Country Teasers,
Gong,
Cecil Taylor,
Liliput,
Pantytec,
The Cramps,
Panda Bear,
Jesper Dahlback,
Throbbing Gristle,
U.S. Maple,
Dead Boys,
Mo-Dettes,
Barrington Levy,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Marshall Jefferson,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.