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 Costa Rica and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Edmonton.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Lou Reed to the jazz 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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ludus,
Cluster,
Rhythm & Sound,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Doors,
LL Cool J,
DJ Sneak,
Tropical Tobacco,
Leonard Cohen,
Gang Green,
Skriet,
The Motions,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Rapeman,
Basic Channel,
Nik Kershaw,
Wally Richardson,
The Names,
A Certain Ratio,
Simply Red,
Zero Boys,
The Toasters,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kas Product,
Aloha Tigers,
Siglo XX,
Ten City,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Maleditus Sound,
Massinfluence,
Clear Light,
The New Christs,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ice-T,
Joensuu 1685,
Minny Pops,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Radio Birdman,
Dave Gahan,
Rufus Thomas,
Sugar Minott,
Derrick Morgan,
June of 44,
Agent Orange,
Electric Light Orchestra,
MDC,
Arcadia,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Judy Mowatt,
L. Decosne,
the Slits,
Bootsy Collins,
The Golliwogs,
Scratch Acid,
Half Japanese,
Desert Stars,
Joe Finger,
Mandrill,
Brand Nubian,
Chris Corsano,
Pere Ubu,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.