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 Burkina and from New York.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Peanut Butter Conspiracy to the jazz 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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All The Durutti Column tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glenn Branca,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Detroit Cobras,
Soulsonic Force,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Terry Callier,
Quantec,
Pulsallama,
Dual Sessions,
Icehouse,
Depeche Mode,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Hot Snakes,
Brick,
Rhythm & Sound,
X-102,
the Human League,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crispian St. Peters,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Radiopuhelimet,
Mantronix,
Massinfluence,
Charles Mingus,
These Immortal Souls,
Boogie Down Productions,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Deepchord,
Jimmy McGriff,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Black Dice,
Surgeon,
Morten Harket,
Franke,
Bootsy Collins,
Eric Copeland,
Index,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Average White Band,
Severed Heads,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Young Rascals,
Can,
The Searchers,
Sparks,
Joe Finger,
Bobby Byrd,
Lalann,
The Dead C,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Pet Shop Boys,
Toni Rubio,
This Heat,
Leonard Cohen,
UT,
T.S.O.L.,
The Associates,
Rites of Spring,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.