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 Sweden and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Babytalk to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Siouxsie and the Banshees tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faraquet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
This Heat,
The Dead C,
Radiohead,
Schoolly D,
Bootsy Collins,
Yellowson,
The Blackbyrds,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
the Slits,
Arthur Verocai,
Country Teasers,
Das Ding,
Delta 5,
Radiopuhelimet,
Mandrill,
Panda Bear,
Ronnie Foster,
Crime,
Von Mondo,
Gil Scott Heron,
The United States of America,
Scan 7,
Reagan Youth,
Nirvana,
Cheater Slicks,
Bobby Sherman,
Darondo,
The Litter,
Bobby Byrd,
Tropical Tobacco,
Trumans Water,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Skaos,
OOIOO,
The Birthday Party,
Gang of Four,
Chris Corsano,
Q65,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Eden Ahbez,
Groovy Waters,
The Knickerbockers,
B.T. Express,
Byron Stingily,
John Coltrane,
Magazine,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sight & Sound,
Easy Going,
Johnny Clarke,
La Düsseldorf,
Intrusion,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Electric Prunes,
Circle Jerks,
The Monochrome Set,
Television Personalities,
Spoonie Gee,
Letta Mbulu,
The Fortunes,
Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls.
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.