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 Belize and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the güiro 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 Max Romeo to the disco 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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Parry Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Barbara Tucker,
Gang Starr,
Godley & Creme,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Doobie Brothers,
OOIOO,
Groovy Waters,
The Detroit Cobras,
Dorothy Ashby,
Laurel Aitken,
Marvin Gaye,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Buzzcocks,
Howard Jones,
Stereo Dub,
B.T. Express,
The Searchers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Glambeats Corp.,
Nas,
Gang Green,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Stiv Bators,
Circle Jerks,
Pharoah Sanders,
Black Sheep,
Alton Ellis,
Y Pants,
LL Cool J,
Roxette,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Mojo Men,
Cameo,
Maleditus Sound,
The Doors,
Toni Rubio,
Skaos,
Davy DMX,
Janne Schatter,
Smog,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Nico,
Fela Kuti,
Unrelated Segments,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Tommy Roe,
Rosa Yemen,
Mr. Review,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
a-ha,
Blancmange,
The Real Kids,
Pere Ubu,
Tomorrow,
Dennis Brown,
Grey Daturas,
Youth Brigade,
Shuggie Otis,
Stetsasonic,
Donny Hathaway,
The Walker Brothers,
Albert Ayler,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.