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 Micronesia and from Glasgow.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 The Cramps to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Sneak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
Soft Machine,
Youth Brigade,
Ronan,
Drexciya,
F. McDonald,
Pussy Galore,
Harmonia,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ten City,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Young Rascals,
Howard Jones,
The Pretty Things,
Marine Girls,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Fugazi,
Spandau Ballet,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Half Japanese,
Severed Heads,
Skarface,
Ken Boothe,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Iggy Pop,
The Martian,
Theoretical Girls,
Rosa Yemen,
Underground Resistance,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gang of Four,
Soulsonic Force,
Maleditus Sound,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Deepchord,
The Cosmic Jokers,
New Age Steppers,
Funky Four + One,
The Monks,
Blake Baxter,
Erykah Badu,
Echospace,
Public Image Ltd.,
Japan,
The Beau Brummels,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Move,
Zapp,
Joensuu 1685,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Nas,
Das Ding,
Barrington Levy,
Jacob Miller,
a-ha,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Organ,
Hoover,
KRS-One,
Jimmy McGriff,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.