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 Senegal and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Siglo XX to the techno 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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
UT,
Agitation Free,
Toni Rubio,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Simply Red,
The Music Machine,
Quantec,
Robert Wyatt,
Swans,
Peter and Kerry,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Pretty Things,
Youth Brigade,
Marmalade,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Q65,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Misunderstood,
Lucky Dragons,
Black Pus,
Aaron Thompson,
Cymande,
the Bar-Kays,
Gerry Rafferty,
Can,
Yellowson,
Khruangbin,
Kerrie Biddell,
Scott Walker,
Josef K,
The Moody Blues,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bizarre Inc.,
Matthew Halsall,
Scientists,
Brass Construction,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
PIL,
Tommy Roe,
FM Einheit,
Flash Fearless,
Eve St. Jones,
Hashim,
Derrick May,
Pharoah Sanders,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Flesh Eaters,
Unwound,
Lalann,
Rotary Connection,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Graham Central Station,
The Fugs,
Parry Music,
Gabor Szabo,
The Names,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sonic Youth,
Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.
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.