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 Netherlands and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 guitar 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 Amon Düül II to the techno 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 The Monks. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glambeats Corp. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Dennis Brown,
Erykah Badu,
EPMD,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Freddie Wadling,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Techniques,
Mantronix,
The Remains,
Harmonia,
8 Eyed Spy,
Audionom,
Eve St. Jones,
Minor Threat,
The United States of America,
The Shadows of Knight,
Flamin' Groovies,
Echospace,
The Toasters,
Pantaleimon,
Panda Bear,
Pharoah Sanders,
AZ,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Count Five,
Mission of Burma,
Magma,
The Dave Clark Five,
Isaac Hayes,
The Modern Lovers,
Amon Düül II,
Second Layer,
Blossom Toes,
Neil Young,
The Red Krayola,
Soft Cell,
Ultimate Spinach,
Young Marble Giants,
Mo-Dettes,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Misunderstood,
Ultravox,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Mr. Review,
Mars,
DJ Style,
The Doobie Brothers,
Deepchord,
This Heat,
Howard Jones,
The Human League,
The Vogues,
Smog,
Siglo XX,
Lou Reed,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Blake Baxter,
Hardrive,
Johnny Clarke,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.