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 Cambodia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the jazz 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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All Glenn Branca tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glambeats Corp. 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 theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mr. Review,
Kayak,
Freddie Wadling,
Swans,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joyce Sims,
Section 25,
Skarface,
The Standells,
Sugar Minott,
Underground Resistance,
Susan Cadogan,
Morten Harket,
Massinfluence,
The Cramps,
Donald Byrd,
Radiohead,
Amon Düül II,
Livin' Joy,
FM Einheit,
Archie Shepp,
the Germs,
Das Ding,
Thompson Twins,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Negative Approach,
Q and Not U,
Danielle Patucci,
ABC,
Moss Icon,
Pantaleimon,
Hasil Adkins,
a-ha,
The Five Americans,
Frankie Knuckles,
Deakin,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
John Foxx,
R.M.O.,
Junior Murvin,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sex Pistols,
Brand Nubian,
Lucky Dragons,
Wings,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Sonics,
Joensuu 1685,
Minnie Riperton,
The Raincoats,
Harmonia,
F. McDonald,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gang Green,
Leonard Cohen,
Chris & Cosey,
Al Stewart,
Radio Birdman,
Chrome,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.