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 Sudan and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Soul II Soul to the grime 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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Shuggie Otis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Niagra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Fire Engines,
Alison Limerick,
JFA,
Barbara Tucker,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Suicide,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Moebius,
Morten Harket,
Sun Ra,
Ultravox,
In Retrospect,
Mandrill,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Zero Boys,
Terry Callier,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ludus,
Depeche Mode,
The Knickerbockers,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Count Five,
The Dead C,
The Stooges,
Pantaleimon,
Average White Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Raincoats,
The Slackers,
OOIOO,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Echospace,
Andrew Hill,
Kerri Chandler,
Bang On A Can,
Theoretical Girls,
Tubeway Army,
Blake Baxter,
Radiohead,
The Golliwogs,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sam Rivers,
Babytalk,
Black Flag,
The Techniques,
Visage,
Section 25,
David McCallum,
Archie Shepp,
Cal Tjader,
The Names,
Harpers Bizarre,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
E-Dancer,
Smog,
Soft Cell,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.