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 Edmonton.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 guitar 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 Hasil Adkins to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All The Golliwogs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Lou Reed,
The Gories,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Anakelly,
Camouflage,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Erykah Badu,
Mars,
Eddi Front,
Minutemen,
Jacques Brel,
The Searchers,
The Skatalites,
Roxy Music,
Sound Behaviour,
The Grass Roots,
This Heat,
Kas Product,
Mandrill,
T.S.O.L.,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Newcleus,
Dave Gahan,
Nick Fraelich,
Animal Collective,
The Gap Band,
Crash Course in Science,
Chris & Cosey,
Interpol,
The Vogues,
Radiohead,
Au Pairs,
Tommy Roe,
Eric Dolphy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Reuben Wilson,
The Sound,
Sonic Youth,
Joe Smooth,
Soul II Soul,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Banda Bassotti,
Skarface,
Fear,
Grandmaster Flash,
Hashim,
Lower 48,
Slick Rick,
Gerry Rafferty,
June Days,
Andrew Hill,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Panda Bear,
Connie Case,
Oblivians,
Rites of Spring,
Quando Quango,
Pylon,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.