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 Korea North and from Delhi.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Howard Jones to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erasure,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lebanon Hanover,
Crispy Ambulance,
Easy Going,
Sonic Youth,
Arthur Verocai,
Arab on Radar,
Don Cherry,
Nico,
DJ Style,
The Red Krayola,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Todd Rundgren,
Altered Images,
Ken Boothe,
Whodini,
Jeff Lynne,
Archie Shepp,
One Last Wish,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sparks,
Parry Music,
Steve Hackett,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
8 Eyed Spy,
David McCallum,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kevin Saunderson,
Dorothy Ashby,
Flash Fearless,
Connie Case,
Maleditus Sound,
Iggy Pop,
Spoonie Gee,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
T.S.O.L.,
Section 25,
Quantec,
Cybotron,
Godley & Creme,
The Gun Club,
Technova,
Freddie Wadling,
Harmonia,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rekid,
Fad Gadget,
FM Einheit,
Sound Behaviour,
Minor Threat,
Eden Ahbez,
Boogie Down Productions,
Moebius,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fela Kuti,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bobby Womack,
DNA,
Idris Muhammad,
Niagra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.