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 France and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 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 Stiv Bators to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jimmy McGriff record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
Stockholm Monsters,
Section 25,
Kool Moe Dee,
Heaven 17,
Harmonia,
Fugazi,
Sandy B,
Dave Gahan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Litter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Wake,
This Heat,
Boredoms,
Wings,
Oblivians,
Loose Ends,
Basic Channel,
Juan Atkins,
Wasted Youth,
The Kinks,
Camberwell Now,
The Detroit Cobras,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Reuben Wilson,
The Associates,
Marcia Griffiths,
Maleditus Sound,
Lalann,
Schoolly D,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Count Five,
The Zeros,
Thompson Twins,
Easy Going,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pagans,
Black Moon,
Scrapy,
The Offenders,
Aural Exciters,
Metal Thangz,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Neil Young,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Susan Cadogan,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Prince Buster,
Aswad,
The Cowsills,
D'Angelo,
Visage,
The Gap Band,
the Human League,
The Moleskins,
Avey Tare,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dark Day,
Simply Red,
Eve St. Jones,
Q and Not U,
Flamin' Groovies,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.