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 Uganda and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 organ 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 Flipper to the jazz 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 the Slits. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rapeman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terrestrial Tones,
Minny Pops,
Zero Boys,
Pere Ubu,
Spoonie Gee,
The Zeros,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lou Christie,
Angry Samoans,
Johnny Clarke,
Duran Duran,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Nils Olav,
Vainqueur,
MDC,
Janne Schatter,
Gichy Dan,
CMW,
X-102,
The Cowsills,
Wings,
Camouflage,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Pretty Things,
Boz Scaggs,
The Dave Clark Five,
The New Christs,
Roger Hodgson,
Howard Jones,
Brand Nubian,
Godley & Creme,
Deadbeat,
Joey Negro,
Morten Harket,
Panda Bear,
Section 25,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Clear Light,
Public Image Ltd.,
Alphaville,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bluetip,
New Age Steppers,
Darondo,
John Cale,
Essential Logic,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Skarface,
Dennis Brown,
Joe Smooth,
Khruangbin,
The Walker Brothers,
Derrick May,
Tim Buckley,
The Leaves,
kango's stein massive,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Yusef Lateef,
The Electric Prunes,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sam Rivers,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.