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 Bolivia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Newcleus to the dance 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 Invisible. All the underground hits.
All Sonny Sharrock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Adolescents,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sonic Youth,
Trumans Water,
the Normal,
Archie Shepp,
The Dirtbombs,
Wasted Youth,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Letta Mbulu,
Piero Umiliani,
Sällskapet,
Talk Talk,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Busters,
Ten City,
New York Dolls,
DNA,
Gang Green,
Malaria!,
Model 500,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Amon Düül II,
The Alarm Clocks,
Intrusion,
Outsiders,
Silicon Teens,
Kerri Chandler,
The Monks,
Q65,
Surgeon,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Stooges,
Tres Demented,
The Sound,
Nico,
The Walker Brothers,
Dennis Brown,
The Smiths,
Oblivians,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Funkadelic,
Quando Quango,
Barclay James Harvest,
Nirvana,
Spoonie Gee,
Urselle,
Connie Case,
Scan 7,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eve St. Jones,
The Doobie Brothers,
Roy Ayers,
This Heat,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ultra Naté,
Isaac Hayes,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.