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 Moldova and from Manila.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Gun Club to the grunge 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 The Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sonny Sharrock,
L. Decosne,
Maurizio,
Television,
The Angels of Light,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Danielle Patucci,
Eric B and Rakim,
Average White Band,
48th St. Collective,
Delon & Dalcan,
Circle Jerks,
The Beau Brummels,
New York Dolls,
Whodini,
Monks,
Letta Mbulu,
Parry Music,
Visage,
Popol Vuh,
Young Marble Giants,
Piero Umiliani,
David Axelrod,
Jerry's Kids,
FM Einheit,
Byron Stingily,
Ponytail,
Von Mondo,
The Searchers,
Eric Dolphy,
Rites of Spring,
Black Sheep,
Flash Fearless,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Anthony Braxton,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Mission of Burma,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Mad Mike,
Porter Ricks,
The Victims,
Trumans Water,
Crooked Eye,
The Detroit Cobras,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
U.S. Maple,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Subhumans,
Radio Birdman,
Camberwell Now,
Lungfish,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Tropical Tobacco,
Amon Düül II,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Gun Club,
Reuben Wilson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.