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 Jordan and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 Delhi and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 Buzzcocks to the electroclash 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Manfred Mann's Earth Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Cramps,
Bootsy Collins,
Sugar Minott,
Kevin Saunderson,
The American Breed,
Brick,
Moby Grape,
Donald Byrd,
Dorothy Ashby,
Talk Talk,
Suicide,
Black Pus,
Neu!,
The Blues Magoos,
Gastr Del Sol,
Interpol,
Eric Dolphy,
Tomorrow,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
John Foxx,
The Misunderstood,
Depeche Mode,
Clear Light,
Roger Hodgson,
KRS-One,
Throbbing Gristle,
Unwound,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Kenny Larkin,
The Moody Blues,
Gong,
The Searchers,
Das Ding,
Faust,
Bob Dylan,
Gang Green,
Suburban Knight,
Mad Mike,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Nas,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ultra Naté,
Cymande,
Wire,
This Heat,
Roxette,
Rod Modell,
Morten Harket,
Flash Fearless,
New Order,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bush Tetras,
The Human League,
Index,
Deakin,
Amazonics,
The Fugs,
Fatback Band,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.