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 Ireland and from Madrid.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Terry Callier. All the underground hits.
All T.S.O.L. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every China Crisis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Names record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
The Invisible,
The Leaves,
Skaos,
June of 44,
Black Bananas,
Warsaw,
Roxette,
Hasil Adkins,
The Slackers,
Bang On A Can,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pharoah Sanders,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ituana,
Unrelated Segments,
The Young Rascals,
Ossler,
Yusef Lateef,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Soft Machine,
LL Cool J,
Absolute Body Control,
The Real Kids,
Shoche,
T.S.O.L.,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lou Reed,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Shadows of Knight,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Fall,
World's Most,
The Fortunes,
Drexciya,
The Techniques,
Anthony Braxton,
Slave,
Mad Mike,
Roger Hodgson,
Erykah Badu,
KRS-One,
Blancmange,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Dave Gahan,
Spoonie Gee,
the Germs,
John Lydon,
Parry Music,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Moebius,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Brand Nubian,
Cecil Taylor,
Monks,
The Fugs,
The Tremeloes,
Eric B and Rakim,
Excepter,
Metal Thangz,
Aloha Tigers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.