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 Maldives and from Beijing.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Vladislav Delay to the grime 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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Simply Red tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
Jacob Miller,
Kas Product,
Y Pants,
Index,
The Slits,
Loose Ends,
Boogie Down Productions,
Desert Stars,
Camouflage,
Skarface,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ituana,
Excepter,
Don Cherry,
Bizarre Inc.,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Zapp,
Kaleidoscope,
Nas,
Slave,
Model 500,
Roxy Music,
Thompson Twins,
Q and Not U,
The Fuzztones,
Minny Pops,
Lou Christie,
Talk Talk,
X-Ray Spex,
ABBA,
Goldenarms,
Gong,
Isaac Hayes,
Mr. Review,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Animal Collective,
Bob Dylan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kool Moe Dee,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lee Hazlewood,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Average White Band,
Banda Bassotti,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Motions,
Patti Smith,
Darondo,
Ultimate Spinach,
Yaz,
Fugazi,
Fear,
Vainqueur,
Wire,
Jimmy McGriff,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Association,
Hasil Adkins,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.