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 Morocco and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Drive Like Jehu to the grunge 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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eyeless In Gaza record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
Drive Like Jehu,
Minor Threat,
Neil Young,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Smoke,
T.S.O.L.,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pylon,
the Association,
Rakim,
Alison Limerick,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mission of Burma,
Ten City,
Susan Cadogan,
The Stooges,
the Swans,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Skarface,
Flash Fearless,
Joe Smooth,
Ken Boothe,
Roger Hodgson,
Idris Muhammad,
Pet Shop Boys,
Slave,
Alton Ellis,
Thee Headcoats,
The Wake,
Drexciya,
Underground Resistance,
Second Layer,
The Last Poets,
Technova,
The Martian,
Pole,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Dead Boys,
Negative Approach,
Radiohead,
The J.B.'s,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Average White Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
Connie Case,
Andrew Hill,
Hot Snakes,
Grauzone,
Sugar Minott,
Index,
Malaria!,
LL Cool J,
Nik Kershaw,
Banda Bassotti,
Jawbox,
Sam Rivers,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.