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 Latvia and from Spokane.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pantytec to the rock 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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minutemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rakim,
The Skatalites,
Sparks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Vainqueur,
Dual Sessions,
The Wake,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
David McCallum,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Traffic Nightmare,
Thompson Twins,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Eric Copeland,
the Swans,
Idris Muhammad,
Shoche,
The Monochrome Set,
Andrew Hill,
Robert Hood,
Susan Cadogan,
The Techniques,
The Red Krayola,
Eden Ahbez,
The Standells,
10cc,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Index,
The Cramps,
Basic Channel,
Angry Samoans,
Dead Boys,
Peter and Kerry,
Tomorrow,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sister Nancy,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bush Tetras,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pussy Galore,
New Age Steppers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Toni Rubio,
Lalo Schifrin,
Black Flag,
the Sonics,
D'Angelo,
Electric Prunes,
Babytalk,
The Stooges,
Eurythmics,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Victims,
Liliput,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lightning Bolt,
Eric B and Rakim,
Hashim,
Colin Newman,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.