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 Indonesia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 linndrum 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 Eric Dolphy to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wasted Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cluster,
Carl Craig,
Erykah Badu,
Alton Ellis,
Terrestrial Tones,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Mission of Burma,
Negative Approach,
Intrusion,
Skaos,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
John Foxx,
Infiniti,
China Crisis,
Bill Wells,
Suburban Knight,
The Blackbyrds,
Sugar Minott,
The Smoke,
Pagans,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ludus,
Silicon Teens,
June of 44,
Skriet,
Barbara Tucker,
New Order,
Soft Machine,
Amazonics,
Ken Boothe,
Jerry's Kids,
Josef K,
Underground Resistance,
Monks,
Derrick Morgan,
Johnny Osbourne,
Siglo XX,
Rufus Thomas,
Isaac Hayes,
The Velvet Underground,
The Residents,
T. Rex,
The Gun Club,
David Axelrod,
Can,
Cymande,
Jandek,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Arcadia,
Goldenarms,
Soulsonic Force,
Letta Mbulu,
David McCallum,
Black Bananas,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Real Kids,
Terry Callier,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Q and Not U,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.