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 Andorra and from Woodstock.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Spokane.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Joey Negro to the crunk 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cramps,
Blake Baxter,
Radiohead,
Joe Finger,
Second Layer,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pantytec,
Groovy Waters,
Terry Callier,
David Axelrod,
Black Bananas,
Sarah Menescal,
The Angels of Light,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Kinks,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Absolute Body Control,
Deadbeat,
Tomorrow,
Ponytail,
Bluetip,
Flash Fearless,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Blancmange,
The Moody Blues,
Bauhaus,
Traffic Nightmare,
Mantronix,
X-102,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Morten Harket,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Minutemen,
F. McDonald,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Idris Muhammad,
Con Funk Shun,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Moebius,
Section 25,
The Smiths,
Tropical Tobacco,
Minny Pops,
Chris & Cosey,
Agent Orange,
Ronnie Foster,
Rosa Yemen,
Marvin Gaye,
The Standells,
Brand Nubian,
Fat Boys,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Average White Band,
The Offenders,
Sound Behaviour,
Albert Ayler,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Boz Scaggs,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Cheater Slicks,
Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red.
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.