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 Lithuania and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Normal to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All Thompson Twins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Blake Baxter,
Alison Limerick,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Divine Comedy,
The Modern Lovers,
the Normal,
Joe Finger,
Sonic Youth,
Erasure,
Blancmange,
Man Eating Sloth,
Hardrive,
Yazoo,
Motorama,
FM Einheit,
Flash Fearless,
Matthew Halsall,
Gil Scott Heron,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Oblivians,
David Bowie,
a-ha,
Gang of Four,
Johnny Osbourne,
Dark Day,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Arcadia,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Names,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Magma,
Severed Heads,
Von Mondo,
One Last Wish,
Dave Gahan,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Easy Going,
The Black Dice,
Sugar Minott,
The Fire Engines,
Nick Fraelich,
Minny Pops,
Outsiders,
Bad Manners,
Marshall Jefferson,
Aswad,
Dennis Brown,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sex Pistols,
Fear,
Slave,
The Motions,
Porter Ricks,
Ronnie Foster,
Nico,
Terry Callier,
Unrelated Segments,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.