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 Taipei.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Sight & Sound to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Susan Cadogan. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anthony Braxton,
Half Japanese,
Whodini,
Average White Band,
The Seeds,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Funkadelic,
Easy Going,
Public Enemy,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Mojo Men,
Yazoo,
Fad Gadget,
The Associates,
The Smoke,
Aloha Tigers,
Black Moon,
Boredoms,
Eve St. Jones,
The Monochrome Set,
Crime,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Morten Harket,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bill Wells,
the Sonics,
Crispy Ambulance,
X-Ray Spex,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Section 25,
Talk Talk,
Symarip,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Silicon Teens,
Connie Case,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The United States of America,
Lyres,
Howard Jones,
The New Christs,
Roxette,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Animal Collective,
Robert Görl,
Flash Fearless,
Eric Dolphy,
Althea and Donna,
Nils Olav,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Fuzztones,
The Residents,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
D'Angelo,
The Busters,
Popol Vuh,
Gang Green,
Crooked Eye,
Matthew Bourne,
Japan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.