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 Kenya and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Taipei.
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 guitar 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 Guru Guru to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Raincoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Outsiders,
Michelle Simonal,
Black Pus,
the Soft Cell,
The Offenders,
Brick,
The American Breed,
Cluster,
Hot Snakes,
Oblivians,
Liliput,
Eurythmics,
Mandrill,
the Germs,
Aloha Tigers,
Second Layer,
Panda Bear,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Depeche Mode,
Skarface,
Malaria!,
Barry Ungar,
Scott Walker,
Gil Scott Heron,
Boogie Down Productions,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
MC5,
Au Pairs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pierre Henry,
Amazonics,
Barclay James Harvest,
La Düsseldorf,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Unrelated Segments,
Section 25,
Dead Boys,
The Sound,
Joensuu 1685,
Soul Sonic Force,
Eve St. Jones,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
John Coltrane,
The Shadows of Knight,
Chris Corsano,
Janne Schatter,
Pet Shop Boys,
Quantec,
New Age Steppers,
Simply Red,
Yaz,
Wolf Eyes,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Terry Callier,
Todd Rundgren,
Make Up,
Soul II Soul,
Von Mondo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lucky Dragons,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Happenings,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.