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 Portugal and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 organ 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 The Remains to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Hoover. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Prince Buster,
Wire,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lucky Dragons,
Ultra Naté,
Joey Negro,
Arthur Verocai,
Vladislav Delay,
The Move,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Isaac Hayes,
Judy Mowatt,
KRS-One,
Frankie Knuckles,
Reagan Youth,
Gong,
Mary Jane Girls,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Eve St. Jones,
Cameo,
D'Angelo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Pretty Things,
Accadde A,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
JFA,
Main Source,
The J.B.'s,
Gang Gang Dance,
Aaron Thompson,
Heaven 17,
Nico,
Minor Threat,
Livin' Joy,
Stereo Dub,
Sparks,
Kerri Chandler,
Fear,
Robert Görl,
Bobby Hutcherson,
In Retrospect,
Warren Ellis,
Monks,
The Busters,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Public Enemy,
One Last Wish,
Piero Umiliani,
The Blackbyrds,
New Order,
Inner City,
The Walker Brothers,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Yaz,
The New Christs,
The Divine Comedy,
The Young Rascals,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.