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 Germany and from Edmonton.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 spring reverb 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 Half Japanese to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 T. Rex. All the underground hits.
All Parry Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Invisible record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Eric B and Rakim,
Saccharine Trust,
E-Dancer,
Sight & Sound,
Newcleus,
Brick,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Outsiders,
Negative Approach,
Mark Hollis,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Saints,
Godley & Creme,
Chris & Cosey,
Deadbeat,
Lou Reed,
Crooked Eye,
The Cure,
Make Up,
Skriet,
The Moleskins,
Scratch Acid,
Soul II Soul,
Jandek,
The Black Dice,
Qualms,
Magazine,
JFA,
Icehouse,
Girls At Our Best!,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gichy Dan,
The Cowsills,
L. Decosne,
Arthur Verocai,
Basic Channel,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The United States of America,
Boogie Down Productions,
Babytalk,
Moebius,
A Certain Ratio,
Wire,
John Holt,
Gregory Isaacs,
Crispian St. Peters,
Prince Buster,
Delta 5,
Public Enemy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bronski Beat,
LL Cool J,
Johnny Osbourne,
Freddie Wadling,
Bluetip,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.