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 Germany and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 David McCallum to the rock 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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barry Ungar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Grauzone,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Barbara Tucker,
Alison Limerick,
Sexual Harrassment,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Velvet Underground,
Roy Ayers,
The Cure,
Panda Bear,
Chris Corsano,
CMW,
Joensuu 1685,
Niagra,
Groovy Waters,
London Community Gospel Choir,
cv313,
Scion,
New Order,
Arcadia,
ABC,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lyres,
The Monks,
Newcleus,
Nils Olav,
Jawbox,
Trumans Water,
Index,
The Trojans,
The Stooges,
Altered Images,
Visage,
Kas Product,
Soulsonic Force,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Fluxion,
the Swans,
China Crisis,
Faraquet,
Country Teasers,
Fela Kuti,
Bobby Sherman,
Gang Starr,
Ralphi Rosario,
Monolake,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ice-T,
Accadde A,
Cybotron,
Scan 7,
The Durutti Column,
Juan Atkins,
The Fire Engines,
Loose Ends,
Peter & Gordon,
Girls At Our Best!,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.