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 Tonga and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Searchers to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Tim Buckley tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras 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 sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Faust,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Danielle Patucci,
Negative Approach,
Babytalk,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lou Christie,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Stereo Dub,
Ten City,
Vainqueur,
Robert Wyatt,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Soft Machine,
The Stooges,
Amon Düül II,
The Buckinghams,
Make Up,
Swans,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Cure,
Fad Gadget,
Spandau Ballet,
Nirvana,
The Five Americans,
The Remains,
Byron Stingily,
Anthony Braxton,
U.S. Maple,
Fugazi,
Toni Rubio,
Royal Trux,
Public Image Ltd.,
Quadrant,
Sam Rivers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Beau Brummels,
The Smoke,
Essential Logic,
The Monochrome Set,
Subhumans,
The Invisible,
Cal Tjader,
New Age Steppers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Eric Copeland,
Pantaleimon,
The Monks,
David Bowie,
The Dirtbombs,
Los Fastidios,
Maurizio,
Nas,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Surgeon,
Dennis Brown,
Public Enemy,
E-Dancer,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.