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 Serbia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Anakelly to the crunk 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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Marvin Gaye,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Modern Lovers,
Nas,
48th St. Collective,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Livin' Joy,
Absolute Body Control,
Fela Kuti,
Sällskapet,
Bluetip,
Inner City,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Idris Muhammad,
Amon Düül,
The Blues Magoos,
X-Ray Spex,
Eli Mardock,
The Monochrome Set,
the Germs,
The Fugs,
Aaron Thompson,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gichy Dan,
Pantaleimon,
Eddi Front,
Massinfluence,
Eric B and Rakim,
Big Daddy Kane,
Mo-Dettes,
Eric Copeland,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sarah Menescal,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rites of Spring,
Amon Düül II,
ABBA,
Yaz,
John Cale,
Hot Snakes,
The Barracudas,
The Happenings,
The Invisible,
Cal Tjader,
Alton Ellis,
Sonic Youth,
Sound Behaviour,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lakeside,
Agitation Free,
Stetsasonic,
Clear Light,
Guru Guru,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Moleskins,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.