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 Namibia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 mellotron 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the dance 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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
June Days,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Cluster,
The Tremeloes,
Alton Ellis,
The Victims,
World's Most,
The Leaves,
Crooked Eye,
Easy Going,
Patti Smith,
Sun Ra,
The Monks,
Loose Ends,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Swans,
Reuben Wilson,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Grauzone,
F. McDonald,
Lou Reed,
Joe Smooth,
Eurythmics,
Agent Orange,
Robert Wyatt,
Electric Prunes,
Eric Dolphy,
Interpol,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
KRS-One,
Flipper,
The Cure,
Rhythm & Sound,
Smog,
Deakin,
Ronnie Foster,
Scrapy,
Scan 7,
Roxy Music,
David McCallum,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
AZ,
Black Flag,
Morten Harket,
The Vogues,
Swell Maps,
The Moleskins,
Symarip,
Mission of Burma,
Erykah Badu,
Drive Like Jehu,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Monochrome Set,
Fluxion,
Rod Modell,
Henry Cow,
Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls.
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.