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 Kuwait and from Taipei.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 theremin 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 The Star Department to the rock 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 The Vogues. All the underground hits.
All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Hutcherson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Flock of Seagulls,
Amon Düül II,
Agitation Free,
Panda Bear,
The Monochrome Set,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Five Americans,
Man Parrish,
Jacob Miller,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
B.T. Express,
DJ Style,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Doobie Brothers,
Talk Talk,
Jandek,
Wasted Youth,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Black Dice,
Delta 5,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Busters,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Howard Jones,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Funky Four + One,
Cheater Slicks,
Derrick May,
Metal Thangz,
Ludus,
Dave Gahan,
The Selecter,
Radiohead,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lindisfarne,
Severed Heads,
The Searchers,
Marvin Gaye,
Traffic Nightmare,
Man Eating Sloth,
New Order,
The Gories,
Archie Shepp,
Wolf Eyes,
Second Layer,
Goldenarms,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scientists,
Minnie Riperton,
Swans,
Quando Quango,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sarah Menescal,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scratch Acid,
Iggy Pop,
Dawn Penn,
Gang of Four,
The Gladiators,
Max Romeo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.