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 Israel and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Leonard Cohen to the techno 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 Jerry Gold Smith. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Durutti Column record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rakim,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Nik Kershaw,
Sällskapet,
The Seeds,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Joy Division,
The Mighty Diamonds,
China Crisis,
The Divine Comedy,
Archie Shepp,
Aural Exciters,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Yazoo,
10cc,
Ossler,
Minny Pops,
Yaz,
Anakelly,
Drive Like Jehu,
Absolute Body Control,
Jacob Miller,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
KRS-One,
Sam Rivers,
Faraquet,
Grandmaster Flash,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Moleskins,
Ornette Coleman,
Minutemen,
Skriet,
Angry Samoans,
Gong,
The Gladiators,
Jimmy McGriff,
Danielle Patucci,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Buckinghams,
Das Ding,
Davy DMX,
Sixth Finger,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Severed Heads,
Gabor Szabo,
Newcleus,
Gang Green,
Marc Almond,
The Motions,
Donny Hathaway,
Ken Boothe,
Jerry's Kids,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Blues Magoos,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sexual Harrassment,
Chrome,
Tres Demented,
Sparks, Sparks, Sparks, Sparks.
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.