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 Montenegro and from Manila.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Eve St. Jones to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Gastr Del Sol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Copeland record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June Days record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-102,
Scientists,
Supertramp,
Con Funk Shun,
Bob Dylan,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Negative Approach,
Von Mondo,
Alphaville,
Sandy B,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Agent Orange,
Robert Görl,
Lightning Bolt,
The Toasters,
Electric Prunes,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Altered Images,
Unrelated Segments,
Gregory Isaacs,
Unwound,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sun City Girls,
Jesper Dahlback,
Magma,
The Moleskins,
D'Angelo,
The Index,
The Slackers,
Jacob Miller,
Ultimate Spinach,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Doors,
The Cure,
Ultravox,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
PIL,
Nirvana,
Lou Reed,
Gerry Rafferty,
Dorothy Ashby,
Fad Gadget,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Soft Machine,
The Slits,
The Motions,
Yusef Lateef,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Tears for Fears,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Marmalade,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bronski Beat,
Pole,
Toni Rubio,
The New Christs,
The Beau Brummels,
Alison Limerick,
Easy Going,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.