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 Suriname and from Lagos.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Barbara Tucker to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sugar Minott,
Andrew Hill,
Technova,
The Golliwogs,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Pop Group,
Bobby Womack,
Soulsonic Force,
Bauhaus,
Rhythm & Sound,
Negative Approach,
U.S. Maple,
Graham Central Station,
Amon Düül,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Scratch Acid,
Connie Case,
The Count Five,
Eve St. Jones,
The Gap Band,
Barry Ungar,
The Blues Magoos,
The Searchers,
The Star Department,
The Walker Brothers,
Gastr Del Sol,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
E-Dancer,
Babytalk,
New Age Steppers,
Fad Gadget,
Wasted Youth,
Lou Reed,
Joe Finger,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kenny Larkin,
Jesper Dahlback,
Au Pairs,
Pussy Galore,
Althea and Donna,
Prince Buster,
John Holt,
Kayak,
June Days,
Lower 48,
Desert Stars,
Tubeway Army,
Lyres,
Jandek,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
Alice Coltrane,
Quando Quango,
Black Moon,
Duran Duran,
Albert Ayler,
48th St. Collective,
Easy Going,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.