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 Senegal and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the guitar 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 Hardrive to the funk 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 The Count Five. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharoah Sanders,
Cluster,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Chris & Cosey,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Residents,
Eyeless In Gaza,
X-Ray Spex,
Y Pants,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Monolake,
The Buckinghams,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fluxion,
Gregory Isaacs,
Babytalk,
Television,
New York Dolls,
Moss Icon,
Arcadia,
Morten Harket,
Arthur Verocai,
June Days,
Masters at Work,
The Gun Club,
Marvin Gaye,
Hardrive,
Talk Talk,
La Düsseldorf,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Kayak,
Niagra,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Cymande,
Quadrant,
Whodini,
Crispian St. Peters,
Scrapy,
Skaos,
Soulsonic Force,
Chrome,
Deakin,
Saccharine Trust,
Funky Four + One,
Marshall Jefferson,
Franke,
Swans,
Fear,
Thompson Twins,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Fire Engines,
Reuben Wilson,
Panda Bear,
Aloha Tigers,
Ice-T,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ponytail,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.