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 Romania and from Shanghai.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 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 New Age Steppers to the electroclash 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television,
D'Angelo,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fad Gadget,
Stereo Dub,
Black Flag,
Minnie Riperton,
Lee Hazlewood,
Brick,
Marvin Gaye,
Tubeway Army,
Groovy Waters,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Scrapy,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Fortunes,
Flipper,
the Human League,
Deepchord,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Panda Bear,
London Community Gospel Choir,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Swell Maps,
Skaos,
the Sonics,
Public Enemy,
Howard Jones,
Gang Starr,
Rekid,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pagans,
Faust,
Unrelated Segments,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Monolake,
Royal Trux,
Metal Thangz,
Bobby Sherman,
David Axelrod,
Carl Craig,
Duran Duran,
Wire,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Remains,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Count Five,
Clear Light,
Kerri Chandler,
Ohio Players,
Gang Gang Dance,
KRS-One,
The Leaves,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Second Layer,
Black Bananas,
Yellowson,
Joyce Sims,
B.T. Express,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.