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 Syria and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Copenhagen.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the sitar 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 The Birthday Party to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog. All the underground hits.
All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crime,
Peter and Kerry,
Arthur Verocai,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The United States of America,
Brass Construction,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Los Fastidios,
Todd Terry,
Lou Christie,
Isaac Hayes,
John Holt,
Neil Young,
Stiv Bators,
Shoche,
Carl Craig,
Hoover,
Franke,
The Pretty Things,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Modern Lovers,
Gerry Rafferty,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sonic Youth,
Fluxion,
L. Decosne,
U.S. Maple,
Can,
the Bar-Kays,
Grauzone,
UT,
Matthew Halsall,
These Immortal Souls,
Man Parrish,
Electric Prunes,
Siglo XX,
Hot Snakes,
Kayak,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Glenn Branca,
Danielle Patucci,
Kenny Larkin,
Vainqueur,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Desert Stars,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Crash Course in Science,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Howard Jones,
The Slits,
Crooked Eye,
Steve Hackett,
New Order,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jesper Dahlback,
Angry Samoans,
Banda Bassotti,
Flash Fearless,
Juan Atkins,
Yusef Lateef,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.