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 Switzerland and from Portland.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Philadelphia.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the guitar 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 The Vogues to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harry Pussy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Joensuu 1685,
Pet Shop Boys,
Brothers Johnson,
Sound Behaviour,
Gong,
Model 500,
X-102,
Little Man,
MDC,
Smog,
Von Mondo,
Faust,
the Human League,
Das Ding,
Big Daddy Kane,
Amon Düül II,
Dave Gahan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pantaleimon,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Beau Brummels,
Matthew Bourne,
Marvin Gaye,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Monks,
Kool Moe Dee,
D'Angelo,
Cybotron,
Deakin,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Dorothy Ashby,
Aaron Thompson,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Monochrome Set,
U.S. Maple,
Rotary Connection,
Ash Ra Tempel,
H. Thieme,
Mandrill,
Don Cherry,
Organ,
Mantronix,
Mary Jane Girls,
Black Sheep,
Michelle Simonal,
Grey Daturas,
Dual Sessions,
Main Source,
X-101,
Pussy Galore,
Adolescents,
Swans,
Rekid,
Nas,
The Move,
Kerri Chandler,
Hasil Adkins,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sonic Youth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.