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 Jordan and from Toronto.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Robert Palmer 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 La Düsseldorf to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fela Kuti. All the underground hits.
All The Count Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Connie Case 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Peter & Gordon,
Peter and Kerry,
Gong,
The Gap Band,
Sex Pistols,
Nirvana,
Patti Smith,
The Fortunes,
Suburban Knight,
Japan,
Amazonics,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Boogie Down Productions,
Morten Harket,
Pantaleimon,
Alphaville,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Henry Cow,
The Residents,
Adolescents,
the Swans,
Magma,
Wally Richardson,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Janne Schatter,
The United States of America,
Mission of Burma,
Whodini,
The Searchers,
Michelle Simonal,
Agitation Free,
Sound Behaviour,
Yellowson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mo-Dettes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sun City Girls,
Skriet,
Deadbeat,
Zero Boys,
The Move,
Bauhaus,
Saccharine Trust,
Jerry's Kids,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bush Tetras,
Jesper Dahlback,
Stiv Bators,
Ten City,
Minnie Riperton,
Make Up,
MC5,
The Human League,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fela Kuti,
Lou Reed,
Crispian St. Peters,
E-Dancer,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.