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 Ukraine and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every U.S. Maple 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Absolute Body Control record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Essential Logic,
The Searchers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Motions,
The Kinks,
New Order,
Hot Snakes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Mr. Review,
Minny Pops,
D'Angelo,
Moebius,
Don Cherry,
Technova,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Fortunes,
Cal Tjader,
Ice-T,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bush Tetras,
EPMD,
the Normal,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
H. Thieme,
Soulsonic Force,
the Association,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rites of Spring,
F. McDonald,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Fugazi,
Lightning Bolt,
Rekid,
Rotary Connection,
Nas,
James White and The Blacks,
Lower 48,
the Slits,
Agent Orange,
ABBA,
The Gun Club,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pagans,
Animal Collective,
Public Enemy,
Moby Grape,
Cheater Slicks,
Bill Wells,
Quadrant,
Radiohead,
Shuggie Otis,
Banda Bassotti,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.