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 Russia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Toasters 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 B.T. Express. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Flag,
Nick Fraelich,
The Walker Brothers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
La Düsseldorf,
Suicide,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lower 48,
Niagra,
Vainqueur,
Interpol,
Siglo XX,
Newcleus,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Dirtbombs,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nirvana,
Heaven 17,
Crooked Eye,
Simply Red,
Magazine,
The Golliwogs,
ABC,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Neon Judgement,
Yellowson,
Yazoo,
48th St. Collective,
Schoolly D,
Terrestrial Tones,
Trumans Water,
The Cowsills,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Monochrome Set,
Cheater Slicks,
E-Dancer,
Young Marble Giants,
Swans,
Joey Negro,
Duran Duran,
Technova,
The Cure,
The Red Krayola,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ten City,
Marine Girls,
James Chance & The Contortions,
D'Angelo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Alison Limerick,
The Gories,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jimmy McGriff,
Mo-Dettes,
The Moleskins,
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.