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 Vanuatu and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 The Motions to the dance 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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DNA 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
Jawbox,
Fat Boys,
Siglo XX,
Eden Ahbez,
Q and Not U,
Shoche,
Boz Scaggs,
Fela Kuti,
Cymande,
Depeche Mode,
Traffic Nightmare,
Henry Cow,
Procol Harum,
Accadde A,
Tom Boy,
Pylon,
the Slits,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
In Retrospect,
Joensuu 1685,
Bang On A Can,
Josef K,
Von Mondo,
Half Japanese,
Maleditus Sound,
The Fugs,
Icehouse,
Lebanon Hanover,
Michelle Simonal,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Wake,
Saccharine Trust,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Smiths,
Jeff Lynne,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Charles Mingus,
EPMD,
Yaz,
Cybotron,
Pussy Galore,
Tomorrow,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Anakelly,
Bill Wells,
Chrome,
Eric Dolphy,
Nils Olav,
New Age Steppers,
Supertramp,
Excepter,
Bauhaus,
Fear,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Slick Rick,
The Gories,
Grandmaster Flash,
MC5,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.