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 San Marino and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 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 the Bar-Kays to the funk 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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sparks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Hood,
Al Stewart,
Visage,
Byron Stingily,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Laurel Aitken,
Soul Sonic Force,
It's A Beautiful Day,
X-Ray Spex,
Average White Band,
Josef K,
Kaleidoscope,
The Toasters,
Piero Umiliani,
Bill Wells,
Albert Ayler,
Shuggie Otis,
Joe Finger,
The Stooges,
Funkadelic,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Germs,
Barbara Tucker,
Bobby Byrd,
Skaos,
Toni Rubio,
Banda Bassotti,
Rotary Connection,
Terrestrial Tones,
kango's stein massive,
Letta Mbulu,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Knickerbockers,
Scratch Acid,
Electric Prunes,
the Bar-Kays,
Jimmy McGriff,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Minnie Riperton,
Roger Hodgson,
The Techniques,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Liliput,
Oneida,
X-102,
Soul II Soul,
The Selecter,
Swell Maps,
Smog,
Delon & Dalcan,
Can,
Whodini,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sarah Menescal,
Eve St. Jones,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.