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 Syria and from Lagos.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Jandek to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glenn Branca record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
Piero Umiliani,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Symarip,
Slave,
Don Cherry,
The New Christs,
Suicide,
U.S. Maple,
Johnny Clarke,
the Association,
Panda Bear,
Massinfluence,
June of 44,
MDC,
Flipper,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Duran Duran,
the Swans,
Flash Fearless,
The Human League,
Stiv Bators,
Agitation Free,
These Immortal Souls,
Sonic Youth,
Liliput,
Q65,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
World's Most,
Gil Scott Heron,
Patti Smith,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Happenings,
Black Sheep,
Brothers Johnson,
Joensuu 1685,
This Heat,
The Seeds,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Minny Pops,
John Cale,
Electric Prunes,
Rosa Yemen,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jandek,
Roy Ayers,
The Invisible,
Bill Wells,
Rufus Thomas,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Barry Ungar,
Isaac Hayes,
Neil Young,
EPMD,
Nico,
Index,
Oneida,
Connie Case,
Harry Pussy,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.