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 Georgia and from Manchester.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Matthew Halsall to the rock 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 The Star Department. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
John Lydon,
The Angels of Light,
Byron Stingily,
Minnie Riperton,
Khruangbin,
Television Personalities,
Eric Dolphy,
Dead Boys,
Public Image Ltd.,
Negative Approach,
Mo-Dettes,
Maleditus Sound,
Radiohead,
the Bar-Kays,
Tres Demented,
D'Angelo,
Connie Case,
Aural Exciters,
Symarip,
Wire,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Laurel Aitken,
Danielle Patucci,
The Durutti Column,
Anthony Braxton,
Crispy Ambulance,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Slits,
The Monochrome Set,
Stockholm Monsters,
Whodini,
Wings,
Curtis Mayfield,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
UT,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Velvet Underground,
ABBA,
Jawbox,
Massinfluence,
Gang of Four,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
10cc,
Silicon Teens,
Darondo,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Slick Rick,
Scan 7,
The Remains,
Pagans,
Frankie Knuckles,
Barry Ungar,
Tubeway Army,
Drexciya,
The Busters,
Donny Hathaway,
Fugazi,
Clear Light,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.