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 Lithuania and from Sao Paulo.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Y Pants to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tim Buckley record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anthony Braxton,
The Doors,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Althea and Donna,
Janne Schatter,
the Swans,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Von Mondo,
Los Fastidios,
The Zeros,
Toni Rubio,
The Gories,
A Certain Ratio,
Girls At Our Best!,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lyres,
Crime,
Essential Logic,
Erykah Badu,
Josef K,
Gang Starr,
Arthur Verocai,
Angry Samoans,
The Motions,
Marine Girls,
Babytalk,
Bill Wells,
The Buckinghams,
Gregory Isaacs,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Magma,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Junior Murvin,
Bronski Beat,
Underground Resistance,
Roxy Music,
Camberwell Now,
Royal Trux,
Hashim,
The Associates,
Aswad,
Newcleus,
Chris Corsano,
The Seeds,
the Sonics,
The Gap Band,
Pantytec,
Echospace,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Neu!,
Minny Pops,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Nas,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
MC5,
kango's stein massive,
Ice-T,
Oblivians,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.