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 Solomon Islands and from Jakarta.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Brick to the dance 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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
The Move,
Fluxion,
Brothers Johnson,
Alice Coltrane,
The Smoke,
Sound Behaviour,
The Doors,
June Days,
The Cramps,
Gang Green,
Arab on Radar,
Robert Wyatt,
Sister Nancy,
The Dirtbombs,
Althea and Donna,
Moby Grape,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Nation of Ulysses,
Chris & Cosey,
Robert Görl,
The United States of America,
Yazoo,
Warren Ellis,
Porter Ricks,
The Smiths,
The Five Americans,
Livin' Joy,
Scrapy,
Boredoms,
Scan 7,
Royal Trux,
Half Japanese,
the Human League,
Funkadelic,
Average White Band,
Jandek,
Bobby Womack,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Marc Almond,
Deadbeat,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sun City Girls,
The Red Krayola,
MDC,
Rhythm & Sound,
JFA,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Qualms,
The Slackers,
Lou Reed,
Rod Modell,
Bush Tetras,
The Pretty Things,
Monks,
kango's stein massive,
The Residents,
Graham Central Station,
Fad Gadget,
Con Funk Shun,
This Heat,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.