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 Brunei and from Lagos.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Rufus Thomas to the dance 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 The Happenings. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every R.M.O. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siglo XX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
The Divine Comedy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Blues Magoos,
Neil Young,
Mandrill,
Quadrant,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Television,
Godley & Creme,
Cluster,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crooked Eye,
The Skatalites,
Lyres,
Young Marble Giants,
Urselle,
Blake Baxter,
Bang On A Can,
Gong,
Das Ding,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Erykah Badu,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
X-102,
The Sonics,
Franke,
Eden Ahbez,
Arab on Radar,
Bush Tetras,
Boredoms,
Wally Richardson,
The Music Machine,
Icehouse,
Letta Mbulu,
Sight & Sound,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Gladiators,
Panda Bear,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kas Product,
The Toasters,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Scientists,
The Motions,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Alison Limerick,
The Gap Band,
The Fugs,
Amon Düül II,
Von Mondo,
Index,
Fluxion,
Gang Starr,
The Martian,
Crash Course in Science,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lou Reed,
The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men.
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.