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 Gambia and from Columbus.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 ABBA to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
The Fugs,
The Last Poets,
Smog,
Steve Hackett,
Susan Cadogan,
Rosa Yemen,
Amazonics,
The Mummies,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Roxy Music,
Fear,
Erykah Badu,
Brand Nubian,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Busters,
Ituana,
Lakeside,
Negative Approach,
Ludus,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Fortunes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Modern Lovers,
The Names,
David Axelrod,
Flipper,
Funky Four + One,
Eddi Front,
The Star Department,
The Buckinghams,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Warren Ellis,
Lindisfarne,
Wasted Youth,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Black Moon,
Mars,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sugar Minott,
Mission of Burma,
Althea and Donna,
Crispian St. Peters,
PIL,
Donald Byrd,
Jandek,
Junior Murvin,
Vainqueur,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bronski Beat,
Pussy Galore,
Scratch Acid,
Suicide,
The Beau Brummels,
Jacob Miller,
Clear Light,
The Fire Engines,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.