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 Malta and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 chamberlin 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 Bobby Byrd to the techno 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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All 8 Eyed Spy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
D'Angelo,
Saccharine Trust,
The Moleskins,
Index,
In Retrospect,
Iggy Pop,
Gang of Four,
Barbara Tucker,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Blake Baxter,
Hashim,
New Order,
Swell Maps,
Audionom,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Moss Icon,
Ken Boothe,
Girls At Our Best!,
Boz Scaggs,
The Electric Prunes,
LL Cool J,
The Saints,
Wolf Eyes,
Talk Talk,
Skriet,
The Seeds,
T. Rex,
Banda Bassotti,
Eurythmics,
Johnny Clarke,
Goldenarms,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Five Americans,
Maleditus Sound,
Marcia Griffiths,
Joey Negro,
Duran Duran,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Scrapy,
Dave Gahan,
China Crisis,
David Bowie,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Tom Boy,
Aural Exciters,
Avey Tare,
Lebanon Hanover,
Essential Logic,
Quantec,
Ultravox,
Wasted Youth,
Jesper Dahlback,
Khruangbin,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Man Parrish,
Bizarre Inc.,
Skaos,
Spoonie Gee,
Joyce Sims,
Clear Light,
the Germs,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.