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 Brazil and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the linndrum 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 E-Dancer to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alice Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
ABC,
Harmonia,
The Human League,
Loose Ends,
Zero Boys,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Pantaleimon,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ossler,
Morten Harket,
Glenn Branca,
Sister Nancy,
The Fuzztones,
Soft Machine,
Theoretical Girls,
Yazoo,
Prince Buster,
The Mummies,
John Coltrane,
Yusef Lateef,
Clear Light,
Nils Olav,
The Buckinghams,
Echospace,
Moebius,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
KRS-One,
Adolescents,
X-101,
Thompson Twins,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Quantec,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sparks,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Robert Wyatt,
Pantytec,
the Sonics,
The Mojo Men,
Erasure,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ice-T,
Davy DMX,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Arthur Verocai,
Terrestrial Tones,
Khruangbin,
Hasil Adkins,
T.S.O.L.,
Eric Copeland,
Bobbi Humphrey,
This Heat,
Black Sheep,
Henry Cow,
the Association,
Nas,
David Axelrod,
Stockholm Monsters,
Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro.
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.