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 Jordan and from Tehran.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Infiniti to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brothers Johnson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kas Product,
Byron Stingily,
The Vogues,
Public Enemy,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ken Boothe,
Flash Fearless,
Scott Walker,
Minor Threat,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Wire,
Livin' Joy,
Pussy Galore,
Connie Case,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ludus,
Television,
Don Cherry,
Sugar Minott,
Hot Snakes,
Public Image Ltd.,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Reagan Youth,
Roxette,
Lou Christie,
Deakin,
Sister Nancy,
The Angels of Light,
Parry Music,
The Busters,
Zapp,
Jeff Mills,
Brothers Johnson,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Shadows of Knight,
Stetsasonic,
Idris Muhammad,
The Grass Roots,
Radiohead,
Eric B and Rakim,
E-Dancer,
Easy Going,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ohio Players,
Amon Düül II,
Liliput,
Bauhaus,
Fat Boys,
LL Cool J,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Half Japanese,
the Swans,
Tim Buckley,
T.S.O.L.,
Chris Corsano,
Mars,
The Dead C,
The Martian,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Last Poets,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.