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 Panama and from Philadelphia.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 sitar 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 Altered Images to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fort Wilson Riot record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sandy B,
Graham Central Station,
The Walker Brothers,
Kerri Chandler,
The Skatalites,
Harry Pussy,
Roger Hodgson,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Fania All-Stars,
Y Pants,
Franke,
The Names,
Pantaleimon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Chris Corsano,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Doors,
Boz Scaggs,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Shuggie Otis,
Danielle Patucci,
Amon Düül II,
Gang Starr,
X-101,
Sixth Finger,
Bizarre Inc.,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Depeche Mode,
This Heat,
Piero Umiliani,
Bush Tetras,
The Offenders,
Gang of Four,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Blackbyrds,
The Cowsills,
Barbara Tucker,
Inner City,
The Techniques,
Television,
La Düsseldorf,
Mission of Burma,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Golliwogs,
John Holt,
DJ Sneak,
Flipper,
Fugazi,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lower 48,
The Fire Engines,
Pylon,
The Mojo Men,
Scott Walker,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté.
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.