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 Angola and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Panda Bear to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade 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 dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Absolute Body Control,
Wings,
Rufus Thomas,
Negative Approach,
the Association,
Patti Smith,
Gil Scott Heron,
Slave,
Crispian St. Peters,
DJ Style,
Ituana,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Piero Umiliani,
Rotary Connection,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Morten Harket,
Flash Fearless,
Lee Hazlewood,
Heaven 17,
The Stooges,
La Düsseldorf,
Television Personalities,
H. Thieme,
Pantaleimon,
Pagans,
Tom Boy,
Deakin,
Ossler,
Boz Scaggs,
The Birthday Party,
Juan Atkins,
The Blackbyrds,
David McCallum,
Gang Gang Dance,
Fad Gadget,
Skriet,
Danielle Patucci,
Aural Exciters,
Anakelly,
Wolf Eyes,
Grauzone,
Spoonie Gee,
Scan 7,
Magazine,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Schoolly D,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lungfish,
Sixth Finger,
The Index,
Kaleidoscope,
Neu!,
Man Parrish,
Chris Corsano,
Marine Girls,
EPMD,
T. Rex,
Animal Collective,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.