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 Thailand and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Joy Division to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fort Wilson Riot,
Hoover,
Basic Channel,
Jerry's Kids,
Maleditus Sound,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Amon Düül II,
Excepter,
Cluster,
Nas,
a-ha,
Sarah Menescal,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Misunderstood,
Kayak,
Anthony Braxton,
10cc,
The Move,
Alton Ellis,
Supertramp,
Kenny Larkin,
Vainqueur,
Graham Central Station,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Evens,
Ludus,
UT,
the Association,
Ultravox,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Accadde A,
Easy Going,
Tommy Roe,
Glambeats Corp.,
Scott Walker,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jesper Dahlback,
Joe Smooth,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gichy Dan,
Harpers Bizarre,
Hasil Adkins,
Charles Mingus,
Kerri Chandler,
Sight & Sound,
Howard Jones,
Zapp,
The Names,
Blossom Toes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Mandrill,
Bill Near,
Electric Prunes,
Blancmange,
Country Teasers,
Make Up,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Negative Approach,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.