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 Mauritania and from Spokane.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 Eve St. Jones to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Severed Heads record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Ohio Players,
The Blues Magoos,
Newcleus,
Second Layer,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Pretty Things,
Zapp,
Anakelly,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stiv Bators,
Peter & Gordon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jimmy McGriff,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Dual Sessions,
David Axelrod,
JFA,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Toni Rubio,
The Birthday Party,
The Pop Group,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lindisfarne,
Ultimate Spinach,
Crooked Eye,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Gap Band,
Avey Tare,
Lee Hazlewood,
Joyce Sims,
Gabor Szabo,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Barrington Levy,
Crispy Ambulance,
Freddie Wadling,
Idris Muhammad,
Moss Icon,
Flash Fearless,
The J.B.'s,
Guru Guru,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dave Gahan,
E-Dancer,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Clear Light,
The Neon Judgement,
Minnie Riperton,
Erasure,
B.T. Express,
Kas Product,
Pylon,
Sandy B,
Sound Behaviour,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Moleskins,
Jawbox,
Bush Tetras,
Bizarre Inc.,
Fat Boys,
The Smiths,
Quadrant,
Jerry's Kids,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.