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 Bahrain 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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Barbara Tucker to the crunk 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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy's Rubber Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Gladiators,
Babytalk,
LL Cool J,
Althea and Donna,
Warren Ellis,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Model 500,
Soft Cell,
The New Christs,
Janne Schatter,
Sparks,
Thompson Twins,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Moleskins,
Electric Prunes,
Roxy Music,
The Grass Roots,
Piero Umiliani,
The Birthday Party,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Wire,
The Beau Brummels,
Y Pants,
Kayak,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Aloha Tigers,
Derrick May,
Lou Reed,
Ultravox,
The Cramps,
Gichy Dan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Junior Murvin,
The Monochrome Set,
Magma,
Lou Christie,
The Modern Lovers,
Rites of Spring,
The Offenders,
Bush Tetras,
Deepchord,
Porter Ricks,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Selecter,
Ossler,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joey Negro,
Gastr Del Sol,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Pagans,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Gun Club,
the Soft Cell,
Cymande,
Ten City,
Newcleus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dead Boys,
Sällskapet,
Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy.
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.