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 Sri Lanka 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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bremen.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Joy Division to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reuben Wilson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Seeds,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Nils Olav,
Lyres,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
EPMD,
Japan,
Warren Ellis,
Isaac Hayes,
Funky Four + One,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Reagan Youth,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Residents,
Fela Kuti,
The Toasters,
Man Parrish,
Ultra Naté,
the Human League,
Cameo,
This Heat,
Adolescents,
Connie Case,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
David Bowie,
The Evens,
The Victims,
Soul II Soul,
The Blackbyrds,
John Holt,
Leonard Cohen,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Moebius,
The Real Kids,
Porter Ricks,
Jawbox,
The Monks,
Massinfluence,
Johnny Clarke,
Peter & Gordon,
Suburban Knight,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Vainqueur,
Angry Samoans,
Robert Wyatt,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Parry Music,
Brick,
Eli Mardock,
Gerry Rafferty,
Godley & Creme,
Mantronix,
Sight & Sound,
Heaven 17,
Pet Shop Boys,
Panda Bear,
Skriet,
Loose Ends,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kerrie Biddell,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.