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 Armenia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Josef K to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Circle Jerks. All the underground hits.
All Livin' Joy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Reagan Youth,
Radiohead,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eric Copeland,
Rod Modell,
Neil Young,
T.S.O.L.,
Easy Going,
Crime,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sexual Harrassment,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pulsallama,
The Fall,
Rites of Spring,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Theoretical Girls,
Young Marble Giants,
Bluetip,
Aural Exciters,
Can,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pole,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Gladiators,
Deakin,
Skaos,
Wally Richardson,
David Axelrod,
Fad Gadget,
Groovy Waters,
The New Christs,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lungfish,
Hardrive,
The Electric Prunes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Royal Trux,
Suicide,
David Bowie,
Panda Bear,
Delon & Dalcan,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
New Age Steppers,
Q and Not U,
Arcadia,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sällskapet,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Black Dice,
Massinfluence,
Derrick Morgan,
Yusef Lateef,
Sun City Girls,
Inner City,
Yaz,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.