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 Iceland and from Copenhagen.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Deepchord to the grunge 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 Wasted Youth. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
The Modern Lovers,
The Misunderstood,
Sun City Girls,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Faust,
The Doors,
a-ha,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Scrapy,
The Slackers,
Brand Nubian,
Ken Boothe,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pagans,
The Gories,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Magazine,
Roy Ayers,
The Cowsills,
Black Moon,
Brothers Johnson,
LL Cool J,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jerry's Kids,
Eric Copeland,
The Residents,
Black Flag,
Pulsallama,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Smoke,
Camberwell Now,
Patti Smith,
Quadrant,
The Leaves,
Soul II Soul,
Rapeman,
Gang Gang Dance,
The New Christs,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Tres Demented,
Kenny Larkin,
Black Bananas,
Delta 5,
Goldenarms,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jawbox,
Brick,
The Skatalites,
The Alarm Clocks,
Stockholm Monsters,
Barry Ungar,
Dawn Penn,
Oneida,
Marshall Jefferson,
Shuggie Otis,
David Bowie,
JFA,
Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano.
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.