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 El Salvador and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Man Parrish to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moleskins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hot Snakes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gerry Rafferty,
Dorothy Ashby,
Talk Talk,
Grauzone,
The Dead C,
Traffic Nightmare,
Avey Tare,
Colin Newman,
Jeff Lynne,
Chris Corsano,
Intrusion,
Minor Threat,
Lower 48,
Toni Rubio,
Mission of Burma,
The Neon Judgement,
Agitation Free,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ralphi Rosario,
Urselle,
The Cure,
Jeff Mills,
Roxette,
The Human League,
Soft Cell,
Johnny Clarke,
New Order,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bobby Byrd,
The Young Rascals,
The Gories,
The Beau Brummels,
Anakelly,
New Age Steppers,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Blossom Toes,
The Victims,
Bill Wells,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Cameo,
The Angels of Light,
Hardrive,
Laurel Aitken,
Theoretical Girls,
Slave,
The New Christs,
Interpol,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bobby Womack,
Fugazi,
Barbara Tucker,
Guru Guru,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Infiniti,
The Alarm Clocks,
Mars,
Michelle Simonal,
Lucky Dragons,
Kerri Chandler,
Todd Rundgren,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.