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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Section 25 to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
PIL,
Marshall Jefferson,
Marvin Gaye,
Gichy Dan,
Brass Construction,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
La Düsseldorf,
Hashim,
Sällskapet,
Los Fastidios,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Albert Ayler,
Pet Shop Boys,
Brick,
The Gun Club,
Underground Resistance,
Desert Stars,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Unrelated Segments,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Eddi Front,
Donny Hathaway,
Isaac Hayes,
T.S.O.L.,
Little Man,
Bobby Sherman,
The Monochrome Set,
World's Most,
Black Sheep,
Anakelly,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Donald Byrd,
Piero Umiliani,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Whodini,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lucky Dragons,
Make Up,
Quantec,
Magma,
The Pretty Things,
D'Angelo,
The Tremeloes,
Faust,
Iggy Pop,
Rhythm & Sound,
Robert Görl,
Newcleus,
The Zeros,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Joyce Sims,
Q65,
Au Pairs,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sarah Menescal,
Connie Case,
The Cowsills,
Country Teasers,
Boz Scaggs,
Warren Ellis,
ABC,
Sixth Finger,
Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys.
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.