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 Nicaragua and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 chamberlin 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell to the electroclash 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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Moon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lungfish,
The Modern Lovers,
Arthur Verocai,
Hoover,
Amazonics,
John Lydon,
Vladislav Delay,
Marshall Jefferson,
Alphaville,
Hardrive,
The Walker Brothers,
Freddie Wadling,
Terrestrial Tones,
Archie Shepp,
Nirvana,
Pagans,
The Zeros,
New York Dolls,
The Buckinghams,
Janne Schatter,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gregory Isaacs,
Los Fastidios,
Royal Trux,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Todd Terry,
Subhumans,
Nils Olav,
Model 500,
Can,
Parry Music,
ABBA,
Main Source,
Man Parrish,
Aloha Tigers,
E-Dancer,
Gong,
Connie Case,
Leonard Cohen,
X-Ray Spex,
Fela Kuti,
The Smiths,
The Velvet Underground,
Darondo,
Crispy Ambulance,
The United States of America,
One Last Wish,
The Electric Prunes,
Severed Heads,
Clear Light,
The Evens,
The Saints,
Newcleus,
The Misunderstood,
the Bar-Kays,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kool Moe Dee,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Excepter,
Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin.
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.