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 Dominica and from Spokane.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Skaos to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Be Bop Deluxe,
Soft Cell,
Masters at Work,
Animal Collective,
Sällskapet,
FM Einheit,
Kaleidoscope,
Maurizio,
Ice-T,
Cecil Taylor,
Max Romeo,
Freddie Wadling,
Warren Ellis,
The Slackers,
The Young Rascals,
Model 500,
Cybotron,
The Raincoats,
The Seeds,
Excepter,
Tears for Fears,
Anakelly,
Infiniti,
Babytalk,
Shuggie Otis,
Hasil Adkins,
Gerry Rafferty,
Mr. Review,
Bootsy Collins,
Ludus,
Funkadelic,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Searchers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Yellowson,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
U.S. Maple,
Scratch Acid,
Sound Behaviour,
Minny Pops,
Sight & Sound,
The Index,
Chris Corsano,
The Happenings,
Gregory Isaacs,
Nils Olav,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Man Parrish,
Sonic Youth,
Quadrant,
Warsaw,
Banda Bassotti,
Delta 5,
Pierre Henry,
The Names,
Bobby Sherman,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Section 25,
The Moleskins,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ohio Players,
Underground Resistance,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.