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 Mexico and from Seoul.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Traffic Nightmare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glenn Branca record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
Dorothy Ashby,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Tubeway Army,
Flash Fearless,
Tom Boy,
Pantytec,
Sarah Menescal,
Minny Pops,
Rhythm & Sound,
the Sonics,
Max Romeo,
Heaven 17,
Janne Schatter,
Delon & Dalcan,
Amon Düül,
Quadrant,
Tres Demented,
Grey Daturas,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lungfish,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rites of Spring,
48th St. Collective,
Newcleus,
Reagan Youth,
FM Einheit,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Soulsonic Force,
Moss Icon,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Erykah Badu,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Harmonia,
Eric Copeland,
Todd Terry,
the Normal,
E-Dancer,
Half Japanese,
The Beau Brummels,
Hardrive,
The Misunderstood,
Ultra Naté,
The Dead C,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Saccharine Trust,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rod Modell,
Gichy Dan,
Cheater Slicks,
David Bowie,
MC5,
Nico,
Stiv Bators,
Television Personalities,
Bootsy Collins,
R.M.O.,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pantaleimon,
Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape.
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.