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 Montenegro and from Glasgow.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 marimba 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 The Sound to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Mission of Burma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars 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 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jeff Lynne,
The Mummies,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Arab on Radar,
Symarip,
8 Eyed Spy,
Malaria!,
Ultra Naté,
Ultravox,
Erasure,
Gregory Isaacs,
Skaos,
New York Dolls,
Jerry's Kids,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Crime,
Kayak,
The Invisible,
Rufus Thomas,
The Pretty Things,
Eli Mardock,
David Axelrod,
Tim Buckley,
Patti Smith,
Bootsy Collins,
Banda Bassotti,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Oneida,
Echospace,
Crash Course in Science,
CMW,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Sound,
The Stooges,
Yaz,
the Human League,
Index,
Lyres,
Lightning Bolt,
Tommy Roe,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Aloha Tigers,
Wally Richardson,
Nation of Ulysses,
Black Sheep,
Alton Ellis,
Absolute Body Control,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Reagan Youth,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Eddi Front,
Minor Threat,
Dead Boys,
Brand Nubian,
Half Japanese,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Cluster,
Heaven 17,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Vladislav Delay,
Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants.
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.