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 Italy and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 ABC to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The New Christs. All the underground hits.
All Mission of Burma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sparks,
Los Fastidios,
Drexciya,
The Blues Magoos,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Albert Ayler,
Jeff Mills,
Rapeman,
Colin Newman,
Yazoo,
Sun City Girls,
Gerry Rafferty,
Terry Callier,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The United States of America,
Todd Rundgren,
The Divine Comedy,
Piero Umiliani,
X-Ray Spex,
Reagan Youth,
Subhumans,
Mary Jane Girls,
D'Angelo,
David McCallum,
The Fire Engines,
Robert Hood,
Television Personalities,
Iggy Pop,
Lebanon Hanover,
Johnny Clarke,
Radiopuhelimet,
Isaac Hayes,
The Five Americans,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Flash Fearless,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Toni Rubio,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ken Boothe,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Wally Richardson,
Adolescents,
Absolute Body Control,
Peter and Kerry,
Intrusion,
Animal Collective,
Eric Dolphy,
Derrick Morgan,
Sonic Youth,
Excepter,
Erasure,
Jeff Lynne,
Gregory Isaacs,
Oneida,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Young Marble Giants,
Oblivians,
LL Cool J,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.