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 Dominican Republic and from Edmonton.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Vainqueur to the jazz 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 the Germs. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
Black Flag,
The Flesh Eaters,
Leonard Cohen,
The Fire Engines,
Oneida,
Roxette,
Jawbox,
Sun Ra,
K-Klass,
Technova,
Lungfish,
Godley & Creme,
The Smiths,
Susan Cadogan,
Drexciya,
DJ Sneak,
Flipper,
The Blues Magoos,
Joensuu 1685,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Modern Lovers,
The Divine Comedy,
Los Fastidios,
KRS-One,
Eric Dolphy,
Jerry's Kids,
John Lydon,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Vogues,
The Tremeloes,
Big Daddy Kane,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ralphi Rosario,
Magma,
La Düsseldorf,
Jeff Lynne,
Anthony Braxton,
Sällskapet,
John Coltrane,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Trojans,
The Gap Band,
Bush Tetras,
The Real Kids,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jacob Miller,
The Misunderstood,
Derrick Morgan,
Loose Ends,
Robert Wyatt,
The Techniques,
Gregory Isaacs,
Camouflage,
Eden Ahbez,
The Doors,
Rakim,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Moebius,
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.