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 Saudi Arabia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Toasters to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Gories. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Iggy Pop record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Funkadelic,
Minnie Riperton,
Animal Collective,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pylon,
The Fortunes,
Youth Brigade,
Kayak,
Glenn Branca,
The Human League,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gong,
Neil Young,
The Fall,
The Birthday Party,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Mojo Men,
Ice-T,
Colin Newman,
Main Source,
Mission of Burma,
The Happenings,
Massinfluence,
The Real Kids,
the Association,
The Blues Magoos,
Technova,
Young Marble Giants,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rakim,
Radiohead,
Jandek,
Vainqueur,
New Order,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bobby Byrd,
EPMD,
The Smoke,
Jimmy McGriff,
Charles Mingus,
The Gun Club,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Public Enemy,
Motorama,
Dark Day,
Tom Boy,
Alison Limerick,
Michelle Simonal,
Altered Images,
The Sound,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kerri Chandler,
Faraquet,
Hasil Adkins,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.