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 Vanuatu and from Delhi.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Guru Guru to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Raincoats. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a EPMD record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Agitation Free,
Joyce Sims,
Swell Maps,
Au Pairs,
The Electric Prunes,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Brand Nubian,
Skaos,
Ossler,
Wolf Eyes,
E-Dancer,
Danielle Patucci,
Harmonia,
X-102,
MC5,
The Moody Blues,
Audionom,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Victims,
La Düsseldorf,
Laurel Aitken,
The Gladiators,
Aloha Tigers,
Intrusion,
Mo-Dettes,
Suburban Knight,
The Selecter,
Bootsy Collins,
The Gun Club,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Swans,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Youth Brigade,
The Evens,
Basic Channel,
Essential Logic,
The Doors,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ornette Coleman,
Model 500,
John Cale,
The Smoke,
Unrelated Segments,
Freddie Wadling,
Tomorrow,
Crispian St. Peters,
Alphaville,
Grauzone,
The Leaves,
Todd Terry,
Slick Rick,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Fugs,
Charles Mingus,
Nation of Ulysses,
Quadrant,
Black Flag,
The Residents,
Maurizio,
Tears for Fears,
Smog, Smog, Smog, Smog.
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.