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 Serbia and from London.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the marimba 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 Rotary Connection 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arab on Radar record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Los Fastidios record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Fad Gadget,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Deepchord,
Tom Boy,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sonic Youth,
The Real Kids,
JFA,
Peter and Kerry,
Minutemen,
Roy Ayers,
CMW,
Vainqueur,
Popol Vuh,
The Divine Comedy,
The Fugs,
Neu!,
The Cramps,
Big Daddy Kane,
Darondo,
Arcadia,
Brick,
Iggy Pop,
Monks,
The Index,
Animal Collective,
Davy DMX,
Joe Finger,
Byron Stingily,
Bang On A Can,
Television Personalities,
Oblivians,
The Sonics,
Pantaleimon,
Johnny Clarke,
Infiniti,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Cybotron,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Walker Brothers,
Eli Mardock,
Sarah Menescal,
Jerry's Kids,
Mandrill,
Altered Images,
Ultravox,
Traffic Nightmare,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jacob Miller,
The Mummies,
Jeff Lynne,
X-101,
Ronnie Foster,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
China Crisis,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.