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 Dominican Republic and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sun Ra to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Johnny Clarke,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lou Reed,
Faust,
Bauhaus,
Arcadia,
The Cowsills,
Jawbox,
Nik Kershaw,
DJ Style,
Goldenarms,
Gregory Isaacs,
Agent Orange,
The Black Dice,
Kool Moe Dee,
Parry Music,
Black Bananas,
Trumans Water,
Arthur Verocai,
Essential Logic,
Archie Shepp,
Reuben Wilson,
Silicon Teens,
Tubeway Army,
The Mojo Men,
Throbbing Gristle,
Nils Olav,
Niagra,
Shoche,
Thee Headcoats,
Robert Hood,
Khruangbin,
Cal Tjader,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Saccharine Trust,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Q and Not U,
The Walker Brothers,
The Trojans,
Donny Hathaway,
Banda Bassotti,
Sight & Sound,
Yellowson,
Barbara Tucker,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fad Gadget,
Sandy B,
The Busters,
Radio Birdman,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jerry's Kids,
Scion,
Second Layer,
The Move,
Neil Young,
Infiniti,
Agitation Free,
Derrick May,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
a-ha,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.