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 Kosovo and from Mumbai.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 Electric Prunes to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angels of Light & Akron/Family record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bob Dylan,
Neu!,
Fat Boys,
Yazoo,
Yusef Lateef,
The Cure,
Lee Hazlewood,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Remains,
The Misunderstood,
Tubeway Army,
Jeff Mills,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Y Pants,
Simply Red,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Mad Mike,
Rekid,
MC5,
The Shadows of Knight,
Young Marble Giants,
cv313,
Kaleidoscope,
Marvin Gaye,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rhythm & Sound,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Audionom,
Eric B and Rakim,
Absolute Body Control,
Basic Channel,
Blake Baxter,
Mars,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Crooked Eye,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Aaron Thompson,
Cecil Taylor,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Moleskins,
Quadrant,
Barclay James Harvest,
Hoover,
Lightning Bolt,
The Associates,
Anthony Braxton,
Johnny Clarke,
Drive Like Jehu,
Cameo,
The Offenders,
Easy Going,
Tres Demented,
Duran Duran,
The Gories,
Hardrive,
Derrick Morgan,
Panda Bear,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Fortunes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.