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 Eritrea and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Wally Richardson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fela Kuti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
Barry Ungar,
UT,
Index,
Bauhaus,
Warsaw,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Half Japanese,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Doobie Brothers,
Connie Case,
Avey Tare,
Fluxion,
MC5,
Sandy B,
ABBA,
Al Stewart,
Susan Cadogan,
Main Source,
Bobby Byrd,
Make Up,
FM Einheit,
Procol Harum,
The Raincoats,
Piero Umiliani,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ossler,
The Mummies,
The Dave Clark Five,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bobby Sherman,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Mandrill,
The Barracudas,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lower 48,
The Standells,
David McCallum,
Silicon Teens,
Kurtis Blow,
Urselle,
Steve Hackett,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
ABC,
Reagan Youth,
Jeff Mills,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Fugs,
Wolf Eyes,
Godley & Creme,
D'Angelo,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sonic Youth,
Das Ding,
Young Marble Giants,
JFA,
Monolake,
Neil Young,
Mo-Dettes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Camouflage,
Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav.
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.