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 Armenia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Flipper to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Sonny Sharrock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every These Immortal Souls 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 snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Von Mondo,
Soulsonic Force,
ABC,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Golliwogs,
Johnny Clarke,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sun City Girls,
Fear,
Yellowson,
The Gap Band,
Q65,
Dennis Brown,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Nico,
Surgeon,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Monolake,
Bobby Byrd,
Marvin Gaye,
Mary Jane Girls,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Soul II Soul,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Minnie Riperton,
Hot Snakes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Tres Demented,
Mark Hollis,
Flash Fearless,
Amon Düül II,
The J.B.'s,
Archie Shepp,
The Fugs,
Lalo Schifrin,
Spandau Ballet,
Connie Case,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Interpol,
Das Ding,
Matthew Bourne,
Shoche,
Barry Ungar,
Khruangbin,
the Human League,
Subhumans,
kango's stein massive,
Boz Scaggs,
Fela Kuti,
Sällskapet,
Marine Girls,
Qualms,
The Durutti Column,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Eurythmics,
Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley.
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.