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 Korea South and from Delhi.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Television. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobbi Humphrey 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sandy B,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Motions,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sun City Girls,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Amon Düül II,
Cybotron,
Infiniti,
Soft Machine,
Howard Jones,
Spoonie Gee,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Remains,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Buckinghams,
Newcleus,
The Black Dice,
The Trojans,
Warren Ellis,
Crispian St. Peters,
Jawbox,
The Fuzztones,
The Angels of Light,
Ponytail,
In Retrospect,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pussy Galore,
Lalann,
Intrusion,
LL Cool J,
Al Stewart,
Scratch Acid,
Yusef Lateef,
Bobby Sherman,
The Toasters,
Nik Kershaw,
Lakeside,
The Velvet Underground,
Lee Hazlewood,
Soulsonic Force,
The Residents,
The Red Krayola,
Juan Atkins,
Nick Fraelich,
Hoover,
Leonard Cohen,
The Busters,
The Techniques,
Pere Ubu,
Quantec,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Vainqueur,
Barry Ungar,
Dennis Brown,
The Five Americans,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.