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 Fiji and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Danielle Patucci 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 Black Pus. All the underground hits.
All Lee Hazlewood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alison Limerick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Icehouse,
Barclay James Harvest,
Todd Terry,
Dual Sessions,
Delta 5,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Joyce Sims,
The Motions,
Theoretical Girls,
Crooked Eye,
Stockholm Monsters,
Parry Music,
Flash Fearless,
Stetsasonic,
Clear Light,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Yusef Lateef,
Sixth Finger,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ronnie Foster,
Hardrive,
Mantronix,
Rekid,
Dawn Penn,
Goldenarms,
Livin' Joy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Joe Finger,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lalann,
Henry Cow,
Patti Smith,
Bluetip,
Derrick Morgan,
Bill Near,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Brand Nubian,
Severed Heads,
The Music Machine,
Eurythmics,
Pussy Galore,
Lyres,
Qualms,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Guru Guru,
MDC,
Gastr Del Sol,
Barry Ungar,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Leonard Cohen,
cv313,
Marine Girls,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Swans,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kenny Larkin,
Popol Vuh,
The Monks,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.