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 Cuba and from Houston.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Bill Near to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Cheater Slicks,
the Swans,
Whodini,
Masters at Work,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Cramps,
Animal Collective,
Joe Smooth,
The Seeds,
Minutemen,
Soul II Soul,
Deakin,
Glenn Branca,
Duran Duran,
Alison Limerick,
Kerrie Biddell,
Todd Terry,
The Real Kids,
Thompson Twins,
Black Flag,
Warsaw,
Chrome,
Moby Grape,
Zapp,
Excepter,
Pere Ubu,
Davy DMX,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The J.B.'s,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Barracudas,
Brand Nubian,
Icehouse,
Tears for Fears,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DNA,
Can,
Moebius,
Spandau Ballet,
Idris Muhammad,
Charles Mingus,
Scan 7,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Maurizio,
Scott Walker,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Electric Prunes,
Guru Guru,
Toni Rubio,
Barbara Tucker,
Quando Quango,
Gang Green,
Faust,
Boz Scaggs,
Delon & Dalcan,
Accadde A,
John Foxx,
Qualms,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.