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 Bahamas and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 48th St. Collective to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
Siglo XX,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dawn Penn,
Yusef Lateef,
Ponytail,
The Fugs,
Shuggie Otis,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Germs,
Sex Pistols,
Cybotron,
the Normal,
John Holt,
The Saints,
Mission of Burma,
48th St. Collective,
Brothers Johnson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Clear Light,
Lou Christie,
Scratch Acid,
Suicide,
Wasted Youth,
Youth Brigade,
AZ,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Mantronix,
John Lydon,
The Fortunes,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Trojans,
Urselle,
Hasil Adkins,
The Standells,
Circle Jerks,
Stetsasonic,
Fat Boys,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Martian,
Bobby Hutcherson,
David McCallum,
Agent Orange,
Can,
Infiniti,
Roxy Music,
Man Parrish,
Ronnie Foster,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sunsets and Hearts,
John Cale,
Kas Product,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sparks,
One Last Wish,
The Cure,
Bob Dylan,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.