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 Columbus.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Bootsy Collins to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Glambeats Corp.. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
MC5,
Pulsallama,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Glambeats Corp.,
Theoretical Girls,
Drive Like Jehu,
Maurizio,
Silicon Teens,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Tim Buckley,
Bronski Beat,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Faust,
Panda Bear,
Absolute Body Control,
Royal Trux,
Amon Düül,
The American Breed,
Joensuu 1685,
Donny Hathaway,
the Association,
Leonard Cohen,
Derrick May,
Jacob Miller,
World's Most,
Sexual Harrassment,
Joey Negro,
The Names,
Andrew Hill,
Roxette,
Henry Cow,
T.S.O.L.,
Scott Walker,
Radio Birdman,
Kas Product,
Bootsy Collins,
Quantec,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Neon Judgement,
Eden Ahbez,
The Wake,
The Offenders,
Von Mondo,
Q65,
Nico,
La Düsseldorf,
Model 500,
James White and The Blacks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Hot Snakes,
the Human League,
The Cosmic Jokers,
John Cale,
U.S. Maple,
Johnny Osbourne,
Frankie Knuckles,
Youth Brigade,
Camouflage,
Tomorrow,
Skarface,
The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club.
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.