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 Slovenia and from Paris.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Winnipeg.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Slave to the jazz 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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hot Snakes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 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 Scrapy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
New Age Steppers,
The Skatalites,
Banda Bassotti,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Minutemen,
Cluster,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Subhumans,
The Buckinghams,
The Smiths,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Mission of Burma,
The Fuzztones,
Negative Approach,
Bush Tetras,
The Pop Group,
Swell Maps,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Real Kids,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Gories,
Sunsets and Hearts,
a-ha,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Youth Brigade,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bang On A Can,
DJ Sneak,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Procol Harum,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Theoretical Girls,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Terrestrial Tones,
Jeff Lynne,
Minny Pops,
John Holt,
Black Pus,
The Divine Comedy,
Sound Behaviour,
K-Klass,
Byron Stingily,
Groovy Waters,
The Gap Band,
DNA,
The Names,
Ronnie Foster,
Wolf Eyes,
Das Ding,
Los Fastidios,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Archie Shepp,
Connie Case,
The Vogues,
Pulsallama,
Wally Richardson,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Organ,
Qualms,
Jerry's Kids,
Rod Modell,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.