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 Kosovo and from Lille.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 clarinet 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 Aural Exciters to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.
All Ituana 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 grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
The Offenders,
ABBA,
Fad Gadget,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Johnny Osbourne,
Yaz,
the Soft Cell,
MC5,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
John Cale,
Brass Construction,
Bluetip,
Brick,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
UT,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Panda Bear,
Andrew Hill,
Dennis Brown,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Moody Blues,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
T.S.O.L.,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
T. Rex,
The Names,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Chrome,
Main Source,
Lalann,
Stockholm Monsters,
Crime,
Lee Hazlewood,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
kango's stein massive,
Godley & Creme,
Rekid,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Joe Finger,
Tres Demented,
Rapeman,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Maurizio,
Slick Rick,
Matthew Bourne,
Khruangbin,
cv313,
Dark Day,
Jeff Lynne,
R.M.O.,
Bad Manners,
Suburban Knight,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Techniques,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mantronix,
Radiopuhelimet,
Niagra,
Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi.
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.