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 Cambodia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Sugar Minott to the rock 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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
K-Klass,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Fire Engines,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bobby Byrd,
Clear Light,
Theoretical Girls,
Gastr Del Sol,
Minutemen,
Carl Craig,
The Electric Prunes,
Scratch Acid,
Radiohead,
The Star Department,
Morten Harket,
Kurtis Blow,
Marc Almond,
Intrusion,
Roxy Music,
Black Sheep,
David McCallum,
Swell Maps,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
This Heat,
Suicide,
Main Source,
The Shadows of Knight,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bill Wells,
Gang of Four,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ponytail,
Skarface,
The Vogues,
Drive Like Jehu,
DJ Style,
Blossom Toes,
Gang Green,
Minor Threat,
Scrapy,
Groovy Waters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Television Personalities,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Dirtbombs,
Kerrie Biddell,
Underground Resistance,
Tears for Fears,
Kaleidoscope,
Rufus Thomas,
The Sound,
Todd Terry,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lou Reed,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pierre Henry,
Cheater Slicks,
Traffic Nightmare,
Henry Cow,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.