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 Uruguay and from Paris.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Tremeloes to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler 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?
the Normal,
Technova,
Symarip,
Cal Tjader,
David Axelrod,
Derrick May,
Moebius,
Warren Ellis,
DJ Style,
Camberwell Now,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Eric Dolphy,
A Flock of Seagulls,
David Bowie,
Todd Terry,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
AZ,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Massinfluence,
The Sound,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Eden Ahbez,
OOIOO,
Lucky Dragons,
Tom Boy,
Carl Craig,
H. Thieme,
Anakelly,
Vainqueur,
New Order,
Fat Boys,
Yaz,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Pussy Galore,
Scion,
Patti Smith,
Deadbeat,
Johnny Osbourne,
Adolescents,
Kaleidoscope,
Electric Prunes,
Minny Pops,
The Pop Group,
Oblivians,
Jawbox,
Organ,
John Cale,
Johnny Clarke,
Marcia Griffiths,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Scientists,
Suburban Knight,
Tears for Fears,
Jeff Lynne,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Qualms,
the Germs,
X-101,
Saccharine Trust,
Parry Music,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.