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 Senegal and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Residents to the dance 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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reagan Youth,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Funky Four + One,
Half Japanese,
The Blues Magoos,
Liliput,
Sarah Menescal,
Spoonie Gee,
China Crisis,
Franke,
Depeche Mode,
Television Personalities,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Cymande,
Marcia Griffiths,
Derrick Morgan,
Skarface,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Interpol,
The Tremeloes,
Robert Görl,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Five Americans,
The Black Dice,
Avey Tare,
Deepchord,
Frankie Knuckles,
DJ Style,
Fear,
Whodini,
The Victims,
Flamin' Groovies,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marmalade,
The Dead C,
Nation of Ulysses,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Outsiders,
Sixth Finger,
Hot Snakes,
the Bar-Kays,
Harmonia,
The Walker Brothers,
Eve St. Jones,
Guru Guru,
The Dirtbombs,
Sandy B,
T.S.O.L.,
Bill Wells,
Funkadelic,
Electric Prunes,
The United States of America,
The Music Machine,
Dawn Penn,
Inner City,
Ludus,
New Order,
Pagans,
Swans,
Rites of Spring,
Loose Ends,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.