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 Russia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Boogie Down Productions to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
The Barracudas,
Von Mondo,
AZ,
Sonny Sharrock,
Robert Hood,
The J.B.'s,
T.S.O.L.,
Fatback Band,
Jandek,
Q and Not U,
The Star Department,
David Bowie,
The Golliwogs,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Leaves,
Massinfluence,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bad Manners,
Johnny Osbourne,
EPMD,
Black Moon,
Drive Like Jehu,
Todd Terry,
the Germs,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Tres Demented,
Crime,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Panda Bear,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Moby Grape,
Gichy Dan,
Minor Threat,
The Monochrome Set,
Intrusion,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gabor Szabo,
X-Ray Spex,
June of 44,
Rapeman,
John Holt,
The Red Krayola,
Black Bananas,
Chris Corsano,
MDC,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Reuben Wilson,
Porter Ricks,
Iggy Pop,
Symarip,
The Cowsills,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rites of Spring,
Goldenarms,
Monolake,
Minutemen,
David McCallum,
Rod Modell,
Marcia Griffiths,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.