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 Syria and from Sao Paulo.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Salvador.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Godley & Creme to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Wings. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brass Construction,
Ultimate Spinach,
Infiniti,
Crooked Eye,
Neu!,
Public Enemy,
Adolescents,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Public Image Ltd.,
Spoonie Gee,
Sexual Harrassment,
Black Moon,
Fugazi,
Tim Buckley,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Half Japanese,
Sight & Sound,
Accadde A,
Altered Images,
Soul II Soul,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Marvin Gaye,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Leaves,
Sarah Menescal,
Deepchord,
Goldenarms,
Aural Exciters,
cv313,
Easy Going,
DJ Sneak,
Symarip,
Schoolly D,
Ultravox,
Stereo Dub,
Skriet,
Qualms,
The Shadows of Knight,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jerry's Kids,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Little Man,
Black Flag,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sun Ra,
Royal Trux,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bush Tetras,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Drexciya,
The Divine Comedy,
The Slits,
The Beau Brummels,
Lakeside,
Circle Jerks,
the Swans,
Godley & Creme,
The Standells,
Neil Young,
The Velvet Underground,
Popol Vuh,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.