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 Honduras and from Taipei.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lyon.
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 linndrum 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 New Order to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All Nas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Saints record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
Audionom,
Circle Jerks,
Can,
the Association,
The Stooges,
Joe Smooth,
Eve St. Jones,
New Age Steppers,
Rufus Thomas,
Gabor Szabo,
Robert Hood,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Iggy Pop,
The Searchers,
Brand Nubian,
Franke,
Minutemen,
Fluxion,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Rhythm & Sound,
Matthew Bourne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Monochrome Set,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Todd Terry,
kango's stein massive,
John Holt,
Sandy B,
ABBA,
The Red Krayola,
Wasted Youth,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gregory Isaacs,
Quando Quango,
Josef K,
Darondo,
Outsiders,
Camouflage,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Doobie Brothers,
The J.B.'s,
Public Image Ltd.,
Minor Threat,
Rakim,
Sparks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Hardrive,
Nas,
Country Joe & The Fish,
In Retrospect,
Soulsonic Force,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Raincoats,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Shadows of Knight,
Pere Ubu,
Surgeon,
Negative Approach,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.