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 Thailand and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Captain Beefheart 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the dance 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 Jeru the Damaja. All the underground hits.
All The Shadows of Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog 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 an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Jesper Dahlback,
the Sonics,
Reagan Youth,
Sight & Sound,
Ohio Players,
Howard Jones,
Tropical Tobacco,
Quadrant,
The Sound,
Skaos,
Yazoo,
Main Source,
Hot Snakes,
The Kinks,
David McCallum,
Bobby Sherman,
Cameo,
Rufus Thomas,
Sun Ra,
Altered Images,
Sonny Sharrock,
David Axelrod,
Eric Dolphy,
Whodini,
Soul II Soul,
Juan Atkins,
Jawbox,
JFA,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Slits,
The Moody Blues,
Magma,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ossler,
The Birthday Party,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Quando Quango,
Barrington Levy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Martian,
Sparks,
Banda Bassotti,
Spoonie Gee,
Hardrive,
The Monochrome Set,
Grauzone,
Saccharine Trust,
Unwound,
Grandmaster Flash,
Black Flag,
48th St. Collective,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Black Pus,
Aswad,
Joy Division,
Ultra Naté,
Adolescents,
Jandek,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bobby Womack,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City 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.