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 Slovenia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Kenny Larkin to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Malaria!,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Derrick Morgan,
Joey Negro,
Unrelated Segments,
KRS-One,
Dead Boys,
Pet Shop Boys,
Duran Duran,
Groovy Waters,
Man Parrish,
Ossler,
Arab on Radar,
Soft Machine,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
H. Thieme,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Young Rascals,
Silicon Teens,
Television Personalities,
Absolute Body Control,
John Foxx,
The Searchers,
Todd Rundgren,
Fluxion,
The Black Dice,
Hoover,
The Misunderstood,
K-Klass,
Brothers Johnson,
Stereo Dub,
Fat Boys,
Gang Green,
JFA,
The Beau Brummels,
Ludus,
Zapp,
Kas Product,
Shoche,
the Association,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Can,
The Birthday Party,
The Gories,
Organ,
Sarah Menescal,
Fatback Band,
Pantytec,
Jerry's Kids,
The Walker Brothers,
Buzzcocks,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Five Americans,
The Wake,
Japan,
Deepchord,
Anakelly,
Angry Samoans,
The Fuzztones,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Zeros,
Sister Nancy,
PIL,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.