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 Zambia and from London.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pantytec to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Mummies. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Peter & Gordon,
The Walker Brothers,
Maleditus Sound,
Fear,
Todd Terry,
Rites of Spring,
The Cowsills,
June of 44,
The Happenings,
H. Thieme,
Pet Shop Boys,
Q65,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Letta Mbulu,
The Last Poets,
Supertramp,
Public Enemy,
Andrew Hill,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ice-T,
Marvin Gaye,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Flipper,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Scrapy,
Barclay James Harvest,
Excepter,
Hasil Adkins,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Laurel Aitken,
Marine Girls,
Dead Boys,
The Fire Engines,
K-Klass,
Deepchord,
Brick,
Cecil Taylor,
Minny Pops,
Blake Baxter,
Sunsets and Hearts,
L. Decosne,
Section 25,
Delta 5,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ralphi Rosario,
Donald Byrd,
the Slits,
The Human League,
Kenny Larkin,
Ultra Naté,
Organ,
Junior Murvin,
Heaven 17,
Alphaville,
JFA,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Suicide,
MDC,
Pantaleimon,
Derrick May,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.