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 Barbados and from Lyon.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Fall to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Busters. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
Ossler,
The Fall,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Move,
Monolake,
Cybotron,
The New Christs,
Goldenarms,
New Age Steppers,
The Red Krayola,
One Last Wish,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
La Düsseldorf,
Alice Coltrane,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ituana,
Gerry Rafferty,
Porter Ricks,
Ken Boothe,
Television Personalities,
Bronski Beat,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Slave,
The Blackbyrds,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sound Behaviour,
Kaleidoscope,
Roxette,
Intrusion,
June of 44,
Maurizio,
Deepchord,
Janne Schatter,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Soul Sonic Force,
Faraquet,
Bang On A Can,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Boz Scaggs,
Hasil Adkins,
The Human League,
Lalo Schifrin,
Neu!,
Make Up,
The Velvet Underground,
The Smoke,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Angry Samoans,
Kenny Larkin,
The Sonics,
Toni Rubio,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
D'Angelo,
Aaron Thompson,
the Sonics,
Barclay James Harvest,
Flipper,
Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar.
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.