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 Malta and from Jakarta.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 The Royal Family And The Poor to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Cramps. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television,
The Dave Clark Five,
Fugazi,
Tom Boy,
Desert Stars,
Skarface,
Motorama,
Sound Behaviour,
The Fugs,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Seeds,
The Skatalites,
The Litter,
Dave Gahan,
Stereo Dub,
Cameo,
Nirvana,
The Young Rascals,
Barbara Tucker,
Arcadia,
Marc Almond,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Fortunes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ultravox,
Ornette Coleman,
Can,
Lakeside,
Section 25,
Roxette,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Malaria!,
Television Personalities,
The Gun Club,
Boz Scaggs,
Joe Smooth,
Bill Wells,
Tres Demented,
The Leaves,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Move,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eddi Front,
Visage,
Gichy Dan,
The Red Krayola,
MDC,
Brand Nubian,
Reagan Youth,
The Last Poets,
Shoche,
Amazonics,
The Cowsills,
Isaac Hayes,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
EPMD,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Selecter,
Harmonia,
Eric Copeland,
The Busters,
Unrelated Segments,
Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms.
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.