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 Equatorial Guinea and from Shanghai.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Detroit Cobras to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk 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?
Darondo,
Thee Headcoats,
48th St. Collective,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Make Up,
Danielle Patucci,
Monks,
the Human League,
Massinfluence,
Porter Ricks,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Raincoats,
Motorama,
Unwound,
Fat Boys,
The Zeros,
Lakeside,
Mad Mike,
The Grass Roots,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Soul Sonic Force,
8 Eyed Spy,
Scientists,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Marmalade,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Blancmange,
Niagra,
Cameo,
Agitation Free,
Flipper,
Shoche,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Main Source,
The Moleskins,
Black Pus,
Radio Birdman,
Sarah Menescal,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Mission of Burma,
Wally Richardson,
Junior Murvin,
cv313,
Marc Almond,
Joensuu 1685,
UT,
Delon & Dalcan,
Roxy Music,
Vainqueur,
Crash Course in Science,
Zapp,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Wire,
Girls At Our Best!,
Public Enemy,
The Electric Prunes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.