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 Iran and from New York.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare 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 Make Up to the punk 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 Blossom Toes. All the underground hits.
All Graham Central Station tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fat Boys 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
The Motions,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Magma,
Barbara Tucker,
Isaac Hayes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Cramps,
Trumans Water,
Juan Atkins,
Kenny Larkin,
Godley & Creme,
Procol Harum,
Boogie Down Productions,
Simply Red,
Reuben Wilson,
Livin' Joy,
Sarah Menescal,
the Slits,
Eden Ahbez,
Davy DMX,
The Angels of Light,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Jacob Miller,
Infiniti,
The Saints,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Franke,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
World's Most,
Glambeats Corp.,
La Düsseldorf,
The Sound,
Erasure,
Scrapy,
Au Pairs,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Los Fastidios,
U.S. Maple,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Parry Music,
Jandek,
Sugar Minott,
Ohio Players,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Vogues,
Qualms,
Stiv Bators,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Byron Stingily,
Bobby Sherman,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gil Scott Heron,
Urselle,
Neil Young,
Rufus Thomas,
Negative Approach,
Patti Smith,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.