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 Grenada and from Portland.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Japan to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Neon Judgement record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Offenders,
The Standells,
Can,
Sam Rivers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Last Poets,
The Evens,
Alice Coltrane,
Basic Channel,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Los Fastidios,
Ossler,
Matthew Halsall,
Dark Day,
Dave Gahan,
Magazine,
The Cowsills,
Swans,
Jimmy McGriff,
MC5,
H. Thieme,
Rod Modell,
Faraquet,
Mars,
Marc Almond,
Sonic Youth,
Monolake,
Mandrill,
Erykah Badu,
Zero Boys,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Pantaleimon,
The Blackbyrds,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bobby Womack,
Reuben Wilson,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Q65,
Maurizio,
Lalann,
Sun Ra,
Sugar Minott,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Audionom,
Minny Pops,
Visage,
Soft Machine,
Byron Stingily,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Scion,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Jacob Miller,
Monks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kenny Larkin,
Black Sheep,
Eric B and Rakim,
Eurythmics,
The Toasters,
The Monochrome Set,
Saccharine Trust,
The Durutti Column,
Silicon Teens,
Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith.
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.