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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Yusef Lateef to the electroclash 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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maurizio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
Soft Machine,
John Lydon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
David Bowie,
Kerri Chandler,
Funky Four + One,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Silicon Teens,
Heaven 17,
Crooked Eye,
Marvin Gaye,
Lalann,
June Days,
Delta 5,
DNA,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sugar Minott,
the Germs,
Pylon,
Morten Harket,
Excepter,
Junior Murvin,
Visage,
ABBA,
Underground Resistance,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Public Enemy,
Marcia Griffiths,
Panda Bear,
The Busters,
Accadde A,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Porter Ricks,
ABC,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Vladislav Delay,
Pantytec,
Lou Reed,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Slackers,
Outsiders,
Mo-Dettes,
Angry Samoans,
Minny Pops,
Theoretical Girls,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Deadbeat,
Amazonics,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Knickerbockers,
The Angels of Light,
The Saints,
Black Flag,
the Normal,
Kaleidoscope,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Marshall Jefferson,
Negative Approach,
Eric Dolphy,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.