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 Hungary and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All Ultramagnetic MC's tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slackers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Nils Olav,
Q and Not U,
Unrelated Segments,
Joe Smooth,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Magazine,
Porter Ricks,
This Heat,
Joy Division,
Junior Murvin,
Wally Richardson,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sixth Finger,
Todd Terry,
The Fuzztones,
The Count Five,
Wire,
Smog,
Electric Prunes,
Toni Rubio,
Iggy Pop,
The Trojans,
The Blackbyrds,
Tears for Fears,
Wasted Youth,
the Fania All-Stars,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Evens,
B.T. Express,
Patti Smith,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lalo Schifrin,
Jeff Mills,
Albert Ayler,
James White and The Blacks,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Fall,
Pantaleimon,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Electric Prunes,
La Düsseldorf,
The Toasters,
Rekid,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ultravox,
Severed Heads,
Marine Girls,
Eric B and Rakim,
Eddi Front,
ABBA,
Eve St. Jones,
Metal Thangz,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Tommy Roe,
Andrew Hill,
Ten City,
MC5,
Oneida,
Arthur Verocai,
The Alarm Clocks,
Minor Threat,
Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic.
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.