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 Iceland and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 The Red Krayola to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Ken Boothe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispy Ambulance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Golliwogs,
Matthew Bourne,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kerrie Biddell,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Smiths,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Audionom,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Saints,
John Lydon,
Von Mondo,
Nirvana,
Steve Hackett,
Jesper Dahlback,
Banda Bassotti,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Byron Stingily,
Television Personalities,
Vainqueur,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Young Rascals,
Barclay James Harvest,
Cameo,
The Alarm Clocks,
Grandmaster Flash,
Blancmange,
Rapeman,
Stiv Bators,
Easy Going,
Ronnie Foster,
MC5,
Jacques Brel,
Ossler,
Joey Negro,
June of 44,
Bobby Byrd,
Bobby Sherman,
Deadbeat,
Lalann,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Cluster,
The Doors,
Lou Christie,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Charles Mingus,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ronan,
X-101,
Gong,
DJ Sneak,
Second Layer,
Boogie Down Productions,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Agent Orange,
The Dead C,
Pulsallama,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Barry Ungar,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.