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 Tonga and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Graham Central Station to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pulsallama. All the underground hits.
All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deakin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James White and The Blacks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Eddi Front,
Kaleidoscope,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Absolute Body Control,
Josef K,
Delon & Dalcan,
Reagan Youth,
Mantronix,
The Gun Club,
PIL,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Toasters,
The Count Five,
The Barracudas,
Alison Limerick,
Roy Ayers,
Kerri Chandler,
Blancmange,
Throbbing Gristle,
Whodini,
New Order,
Eric Dolphy,
John Coltrane,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scion,
Model 500,
the Normal,
Aloha Tigers,
Motorama,
Isaac Hayes,
X-101,
Drexciya,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Slick Rick,
Roxy Music,
Accadde A,
Gang Starr,
Spoonie Gee,
Young Marble Giants,
Kenny Larkin,
Hasil Adkins,
Little Man,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
U.S. Maple,
Ronan,
This Heat,
Nils Olav,
Black Bananas,
The American Breed,
the Slits,
The Divine Comedy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Patti Smith,
Moby Grape,
Audionom,
The Durutti Column,
Lakeside,
David McCallum,
The Fuzztones,
Bob Dylan,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.