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 El Salvador and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Rufus Thomas to the dance 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 The Evens. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faraquet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Outsiders,
Young Marble Giants,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ralphi Rosario,
Jimmy McGriff,
Second Layer,
Con Funk Shun,
DNA,
Tommy Roe,
Idris Muhammad,
Joe Smooth,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Moby Grape,
Isaac Hayes,
Barry Ungar,
The Stooges,
Lalo Schifrin,
Laurel Aitken,
Skarface,
Stetsasonic,
The Martian,
Davy DMX,
Jacques Brel,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Beau Brummels,
Japan,
New Order,
Eli Mardock,
Mandrill,
The Walker Brothers,
The Black Dice,
Underground Resistance,
Grey Daturas,
A Certain Ratio,
Johnny Osbourne,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Buzzcocks,
Marcia Griffiths,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ronan,
Little Man,
Index,
Cal Tjader,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Godley & Creme,
Deepchord,
Heaven 17,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Sonics,
Chris Corsano,
Lungfish,
Sparks,
Soul Sonic Force,
Boredoms,
Groovy Waters,
Masters at Work,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Gories,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.