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 Comoros and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Hashim to the rock 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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marcia Griffiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aural Exciters,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
LL Cool J,
Half Japanese,
Bill Near,
The Human League,
Niagra,
The Neon Judgement,
Piero Umiliani,
Underground Resistance,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Vogues,
The Dave Clark Five,
Simply Red,
Yaz,
Man Eating Sloth,
Circle Jerks,
Quantec,
Joensuu 1685,
Khruangbin,
The Leaves,
Eli Mardock,
The Motions,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ohio Players,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Happenings,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Slackers,
Ralphi Rosario,
cv313,
Dennis Brown,
Sixth Finger,
Ultravox,
Supertramp,
Inner City,
Excepter,
Pulsallama,
Neu!,
Fear,
Brick,
Angry Samoans,
The Techniques,
Peter and Kerry,
Rakim,
The Shadows of Knight,
Public Enemy,
Nirvana,
Donny Hathaway,
Urselle,
Marmalade,
Adolescents,
Minnie Riperton,
Heaven 17,
The Trojans,
Stereo Dub,
Parry Music,
Flash Fearless,
Michelle Simonal,
Absolute Body Control,
Cameo,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.