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 Brunei and from Milan.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Taipei.
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 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 Donald Fagen 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 Toni Rubio to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Selecter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Michelle Simonal,
Metal Thangz,
The Buckinghams,
Tres Demented,
Crash Course in Science,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Outsiders,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Flamin' Groovies,
Harry Pussy,
cv313,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Star Department,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
James White and The Blacks,
Pylon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gastr Del Sol,
Q65,
Japan,
The Music Machine,
The Residents,
The Slackers,
48th St. Collective,
China Crisis,
the Germs,
Bauhaus,
Joy Division,
Los Fastidios,
Pierre Henry,
Josef K,
Minnie Riperton,
Wings,
Pere Ubu,
MDC,
New Order,
Heaven 17,
Q and Not U,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Mojo Men,
The Zeros,
The Moody Blues,
Minor Threat,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Monochrome Set,
Pagans,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Marc Almond,
Loose Ends,
LL Cool J,
The Trojans,
Lucky Dragons,
Minutemen,
Andrew Hill,
Mark Hollis,
Soul II Soul,
The Red Krayola,
Black Moon,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rotary Connection,
Amazonics,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.