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 Marshall Islands and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 808 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 Stetsasonic to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Metal Thangz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
The Pop Group,
Howard Jones,
The Techniques,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Star Department,
Soul Sonic Force,
Alice Coltrane,
Clear Light,
Pierre Henry,
E-Dancer,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jeru the Damaja,
Iggy Pop,
OOIOO,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ronnie Foster,
The Durutti Column,
Peter and Kerry,
DNA,
Mars,
Parry Music,
Monolake,
The Buckinghams,
Yellowson,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Kayak,
Dead Boys,
Traffic Nightmare,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ituana,
Jimmy McGriff,
Quadrant,
Model 500,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Malaria!,
Maleditus Sound,
Letta Mbulu,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Urselle,
The Busters,
Erasure,
Stiv Bators,
Intrusion,
Guru Guru,
Loose Ends,
Crime,
MC5,
Black Flag,
Public Image Ltd.,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Steve Hackett,
Lebanon Hanover,
Mr. Review,
The Move,
Theoretical Girls,
Yazoo,
Andrew Hill,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gang Green,
Prince Buster,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.