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 Congo and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 David Bowie 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 Wire to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-101 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Urselle,
Lucky Dragons,
Joey Negro,
Moss Icon,
Erasure,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Dead Boys,
Dawn Penn,
Depeche Mode,
Hashim,
Flash Fearless,
Ossler,
Spoonie Gee,
The Human League,
The Modern Lovers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Evens,
R.M.O.,
The Five Americans,
Maurizio,
The Dirtbombs,
The Moody Blues,
Pussy Galore,
Steve Hackett,
The Blues Magoos,
Nik Kershaw,
Swans,
Theoretical Girls,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Stetsasonic,
Cecil Taylor,
Gang Gang Dance,
Soft Cell,
Funky Four + One,
Adolescents,
Lou Christie,
Television,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sound Behaviour,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Mission of Burma,
Todd Rundgren,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Public Image Ltd.,
DJ Sneak,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Slackers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Wolf Eyes,
The Trojans,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Amon Düül,
Delon & Dalcan,
Yaz,
Alphaville,
Moby Grape,
Cal Tjader,
James White and The Blacks,
X-102,
Smog,
The Golliwogs,
Fela Kuti,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.