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 Nauru and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 guitar 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 Qualms to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minny Pops record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erasure,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The J.B.'s,
Bobby Byrd,
Erykah Badu,
Moby Grape,
Rufus Thomas,
Guru Guru,
Cybotron,
Josef K,
The Gap Band,
Brothers Johnson,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Heaven 17,
K-Klass,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Shoche,
Roxette,
Alison Limerick,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Susan Cadogan,
Zero Boys,
The Human League,
Symarip,
Pierre Henry,
Pet Shop Boys,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Sonics,
Lucky Dragons,
The Standells,
Slick Rick,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ornette Coleman,
Cheater Slicks,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
H. Thieme,
The Wake,
Soul Sonic Force,
Monks,
Quando Quango,
Yellowson,
L. Decosne,
The Birthday Party,
Oneida,
The Cure,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Young Rascals,
La Düsseldorf,
Blancmange,
Bad Manners,
Iggy Pop,
Tim Buckley,
The Blackbyrds,
The Tremeloes,
Glambeats Corp.,
Unwound,
Kurtis Blow,
Skriet,
The Evens,
The Durutti Column,
Basic Channel,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.