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 Oman and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 Aural Exciters to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Smoke. All the underground hits.
All Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
K-Klass,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Oneida,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Associates,
the Soft Cell,
The Music Machine,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lalann,
Eddi Front,
Ultravox,
Inner City,
Godley & Creme,
Brothers Johnson,
Grandmaster Flash,
Derrick May,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Star Department,
X-102,
Sonny Sharrock,
Funky Four + One,
Fugazi,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Cure,
Bronski Beat,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Soul II Soul,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Fear,
Yaz,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Toni Rubio,
Eric B and Rakim,
Motorama,
Eric Copeland,
The Grass Roots,
Pagans,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Zapp,
8 Eyed Spy,
Connie Case,
Sarah Menescal,
The Birthday Party,
The Evens,
John Foxx,
Bad Manners,
The Misunderstood,
Nas,
Drexciya,
Charles Mingus,
Von Mondo,
PIL,
KRS-One,
Traffic Nightmare,
Half Japanese,
The Black Dice,
kango's stein massive,
Animal Collective,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
T.S.O.L.,
Faraquet,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.