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 Lithuania and from Lagos.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Reuben Wilson to the rock 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 The Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men 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 an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-101 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Banda Bassotti,
The Red Krayola,
The Moody Blues,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Litter,
The Music Machine,
Donald Byrd,
the Association,
Subhumans,
The Slits,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lightning Bolt,
10cc,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Flash Fearless,
Camouflage,
Technova,
Maurizio,
Reuben Wilson,
The Gap Band,
These Immortal Souls,
Zapp,
Rhythm & Sound,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Leonard Cohen,
The Sound,
Delta 5,
Graham Central Station,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Mr. Review,
Y Pants,
Rotary Connection,
Rapeman,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kayak,
Inner City,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Stiv Bators,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lindisfarne,
Neu!,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ultra Naté,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lebanon Hanover,
Icehouse,
Jandek,
Supertramp,
Sugar Minott,
Motorama,
Ten City,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pylon,
PIL,
Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.
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.