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 St Lucia and from Lyon.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin 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 Ultra Naté to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Swans,
Wings,
Television Personalities,
Archie Shepp,
Joyce Sims,
Chrome,
The Angels of Light,
Severed Heads,
New York Dolls,
Vladislav Delay,
The Zeros,
Gang Starr,
Glambeats Corp.,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Gories,
Eurythmics,
Chris Corsano,
Suburban Knight,
Accadde A,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
E-Dancer,
Tom Boy,
Bad Manners,
Blancmange,
John Foxx,
The Fire Engines,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Arthur Verocai,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jandek,
Isaac Hayes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Glenn Branca,
Lalo Schifrin,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kaleidoscope,
The Mummies,
Lyres,
Joe Finger,
Jeff Lynne,
Alison Limerick,
The Toasters,
The Evens,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Arab on Radar,
Letta Mbulu,
Minutemen,
Johnny Clarke,
Nils Olav,
Malaria!,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Banda Bassotti,
The Stooges,
The Litter,
Roxy Music,
Magma,
Barrington Levy,
Ralphi Rosario,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins.
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.