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 France and from Johannesburg.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Toronto.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kinks to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Gastr Del Sol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Marmalade,
Glambeats Corp.,
Flamin' Groovies,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Flipper,
Bobby Sherman,
The Walker Brothers,
Heaven 17,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jesper Dahlback,
F. McDonald,
The Gun Club,
Aaron Thompson,
the Slits,
Blake Baxter,
Gang of Four,
Vladislav Delay,
The Trojans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Skatalites,
Rites of Spring,
Marvin Gaye,
Colin Newman,
Wire,
Model 500,
Anakelly,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
FM Einheit,
Whodini,
A Certain Ratio,
Kayak,
Traffic Nightmare,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Tubeway Army,
Mantronix,
Nils Olav,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
New York Dolls,
Sister Nancy,
Lee Hazlewood,
Idris Muhammad,
Rod Modell,
Ornette Coleman,
10cc,
Hashim,
Blossom Toes,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Easy Going,
8 Eyed Spy,
Mars,
Cluster,
Goldenarms,
Ken Boothe,
Pole,
Delta 5,
Mandrill,
Young Marble Giants,
The Durutti Column,
Gerry Rafferty,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.