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 Morocco and from Toronto.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 synthesizer 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 Los Fastidios to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Harry Pussy. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat 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 an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Matthew Halsall,
Aural Exciters,
Kayak,
Duran Duran,
The Misunderstood,
Organ,
Todd Rundgren,
Joy Division,
Jawbox,
The Happenings,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ten City,
The Cure,
Alphaville,
Sexual Harrassment,
Neu!,
Camouflage,
Popol Vuh,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sixth Finger,
Peter and Kerry,
Echospace,
Buzzcocks,
Isaac Hayes,
Young Marble Giants,
Moss Icon,
Man Parrish,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Basic Channel,
Chris Corsano,
Danielle Patucci,
Severed Heads,
Eric B and Rakim,
Black Moon,
Sandy B,
Ituana,
Scott Walker,
Visage,
Minor Threat,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Barbara Tucker,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kevin Saunderson,
James White and The Blacks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Boz Scaggs,
T. Rex,
Wolf Eyes,
The Raincoats,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rakim,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gang Gang Dance,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Crime,
The Grass Roots,
Glambeats Corp.,
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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.