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 Ethiopia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Amon Düül to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
Curtis Mayfield,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Nas,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lebanon Hanover,
Henry Cow,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Walker Brothers,
Flash Fearless,
Amazonics,
Motorama,
Clear Light,
Easy Going,
Kaleidoscope,
Average White Band,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Dead C,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Guru Guru,
Crime,
Derrick Morgan,
Moby Grape,
Tears for Fears,
Gang Green,
Kenny Larkin,
The Saints,
Jimmy McGriff,
Animal Collective,
Eric Dolphy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ten City,
Boredoms,
The Dave Clark Five,
Stockholm Monsters,
La Düsseldorf,
Eve St. Jones,
The Names,
Wolf Eyes,
Jeff Lynne,
Lightning Bolt,
Essential Logic,
Man Parrish,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Von Mondo,
Patti Smith,
Excepter,
Peter & Gordon,
Iggy Pop,
Altered Images,
Faraquet,
Gang of Four,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Smog,
Laurel Aitken,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Amon Düül,
Ronnie Foster,
The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks.
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.