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 Albania and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 arpeggiator 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 Sonic Youth to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Slits. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Grauzone,
Technova,
Boz Scaggs,
Kool Moe Dee,
Wolf Eyes,
Bobby Sherman,
Crime,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Harmonia,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Shadows of Knight,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Michelle Simonal,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Divine Comedy,
Bill Near,
Motorama,
Tom Boy,
Delta 5,
John Cale,
Barrington Levy,
Matthew Halsall,
The Red Krayola,
The Fall,
Sex Pistols,
Con Funk Shun,
Nas,
Mantronix,
Negative Approach,
Sugar Minott,
Man Eating Sloth,
Inner City,
Stockholm Monsters,
Warren Ellis,
U.S. Maple,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Simply Red,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Todd Rundgren,
Girls At Our Best!,
Crispy Ambulance,
Soft Cell,
The Human League,
Eve St. Jones,
Slave,
Deakin,
Lungfish,
The Toasters,
Chris Corsano,
The Motions,
The Fortunes,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Godley & Creme,
The Last Poets,
The Residents,
Hot Snakes,
The Remains,
Sister Nancy,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.