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 Bhutan and from Tehran.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Whodini to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 London Community Gospel Choir. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drexciya record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Minor Threat,
John Cale,
June Days,
F. McDonald,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Quantec,
The Fugs,
The Gun Club,
Bobby Sherman,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Neil Young,
Neu!,
The Fuzztones,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Siglo XX,
David Axelrod,
Joyce Sims,
Marc Almond,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
KRS-One,
The Neon Judgement,
Harpers Bizarre,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
China Crisis,
Donald Byrd,
Half Japanese,
New Age Steppers,
Jesper Dahlback,
EPMD,
Rapeman,
Agitation Free,
Wally Richardson,
Youth Brigade,
Mary Jane Girls,
Glambeats Corp.,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pantytec,
Kenny Larkin,
DNA,
Radiopuhelimet,
Tubeway Army,
The Wake,
The Sonics,
Severed Heads,
Ponytail,
Joey Negro,
Little Man,
Moss Icon,
Moby Grape,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fear,
Pussy Galore,
Symarip,
The Young Rascals,
Alphaville,
Suicide,
Lucky Dragons,
Model 500,
Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid.
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.