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 Lesotho and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Maurizio to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
Japan,
Arab on Radar,
the Germs,
Section 25,
a-ha,
The Litter,
Slave,
The Misunderstood,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mandrill,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Clear Light,
The Fuzztones,
Wasted Youth,
Kerrie Biddell,
Vladislav Delay,
PIL,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
kango's stein massive,
Roxette,
Mo-Dettes,
Maleditus Sound,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Malaria!,
Maurizio,
Graham Central Station,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Minny Pops,
The J.B.'s,
ABBA,
Tropical Tobacco,
Carl Craig,
Eric Dolphy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Fugs,
Donny Hathaway,
Fela Kuti,
Joey Negro,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Tim Buckley,
Minor Threat,
China Crisis,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gang Starr,
the Bar-Kays,
Ultravox,
Gichy Dan,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gong,
Derrick Morgan,
Nirvana,
Camberwell Now,
Rotary Connection,
Theoretical Girls,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Cure,
Cameo,
Shuggie Otis,
Soul Sonic Force,
John Holt, John Holt, John Holt, John Holt.
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.