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 Ghana and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 guitar 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 the Fania All-Stars to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Janne Schatter,
The Barracudas,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Godley & Creme,
Barclay James Harvest,
Siglo XX,
Essential Logic,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Au Pairs,
The Pop Group,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Velvet Underground,
a-ha,
Ronan,
Black Flag,
AZ,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Golliwogs,
David Axelrod,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Agent Orange,
Alphaville,
Frankie Knuckles,
EPMD,
Massinfluence,
Harry Pussy,
Unwound,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pulsallama,
The Pretty Things,
Moebius,
The Fall,
The Saints,
Archie Shepp,
Cal Tjader,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Shuggie Otis,
Funkadelic,
Lower 48,
The Misunderstood,
Soulsonic Force,
Skarface,
Wolf Eyes,
Agitation Free,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Monolake,
Juan Atkins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Aaron Thompson,
Scientists,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
E-Dancer,
F. McDonald,
John Lydon,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.