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 Cameroon and from Beijing.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Can to the grunge 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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Henry Cow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brass Construction record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
Deakin,
La Düsseldorf,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Aural Exciters,
Dave Gahan,
Lyres,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Sound,
The Busters,
Blancmange,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Yusef Lateef,
Buzzcocks,
The Walker Brothers,
Mad Mike,
Mantronix,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Smiths,
Sun City Girls,
Procol Harum,
Parry Music,
Sarah Menescal,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Average White Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DNA,
Theoretical Girls,
In Retrospect,
Supertramp,
Marc Almond,
The Angels of Light,
The J.B.'s,
Kool Moe Dee,
Chris & Cosey,
The Grass Roots,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Martian,
Moby Grape,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Arab on Radar,
Mr. Review,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
H. Thieme,
Underground Resistance,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Kinks,
Sandy B,
Moebius,
Junior Murvin,
Ice-T,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Reagan Youth,
Stetsasonic,
Das Ding,
Jeff Lynne,
Maleditus Sound,
Thompson Twins,
Animal Collective,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.