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 Morocco and from Manila.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and New York.
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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Graham Central Station to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lungfish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oblivians,
FM Einheit,
Flamin' Groovies,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
PIL,
Hoover,
Subhumans,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Gun Club,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Darondo,
Lucky Dragons,
Barclay James Harvest,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Agitation Free,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Skriet,
Marshall Jefferson,
Aloha Tigers,
Colin Newman,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Delta 5,
ABBA,
Jacob Miller,
Monolake,
Ludus,
The Velvet Underground,
Mars,
The Blues Magoos,
Excepter,
Toni Rubio,
Echospace,
Fad Gadget,
MC5,
The Standells,
The Vogues,
Gang Green,
Accadde A,
Thompson Twins,
Young Marble Giants,
Pussy Galore,
Babytalk,
Kaleidoscope,
X-Ray Spex,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Symarip,
The Smiths,
Groovy Waters,
Bronski Beat,
Half Japanese,
Pylon,
Quadrant,
The New Christs,
Eric Copeland,
T.S.O.L.,
Carl Craig,
Zapp,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Harmonia,
Sister Nancy,
Porter Ricks,
Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes.
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.