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 Japan and from Houston.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Zero Boys to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Nick Fraelich. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Andrew Hill,
Johnny Clarke,
Negative Approach,
LL Cool J,
The Doors,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kas Product,
Barry Ungar,
Nirvana,
The Misunderstood,
The Modern Lovers,
Joe Smooth,
Derrick May,
Carl Craig,
Visage,
Flipper,
Warsaw,
Fad Gadget,
Roger Hodgson,
Reuben Wilson,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Cybotron,
Lakeside,
Bob Dylan,
Tommy Roe,
T.S.O.L.,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pussy Galore,
Eve St. Jones,
Jacob Miller,
Scion,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Joe Finger,
Nick Fraelich,
Tropical Tobacco,
Iggy Pop,
Tears for Fears,
Circle Jerks,
Lyres,
Intrusion,
Smog,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Trojans,
Grauzone,
The Music Machine,
Sister Nancy,
In Retrospect,
Sight & Sound,
Urselle,
Pagans,
Byron Stingily,
Warren Ellis,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Accadde A,
Goldenarms,
Marc Almond,
World's Most,
The Electric Prunes,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.