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 Nepal and from Lille.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 Mark Hollis to the jazz 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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eddi Front,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Beau Brummels,
Wolf Eyes,
New Age Steppers,
Simply Red,
Easy Going,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Johnny Osbourne,
Brass Construction,
Aural Exciters,
Curtis Mayfield,
Freddie Wadling,
Lee Hazlewood,
Marcia Griffiths,
Girls At Our Best!,
10cc,
cv313,
Yazoo,
Pantaleimon,
Chris & Cosey,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Barry Ungar,
Heaven 17,
The Saints,
Laurel Aitken,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Amon Düül II,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sun Ra,
Crooked Eye,
Ultimate Spinach,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gang of Four,
Godley & Creme,
Scientists,
Swans,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bizarre Inc.,
Skarface,
Negative Approach,
The Fall,
Scratch Acid,
Harmonia,
The Monochrome Set,
Essential Logic,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bang On A Can,
Oneida,
Faraquet,
The Gap Band,
Motorama,
Masters at Work,
The Happenings,
Livin' Joy,
Bush Tetras,
Albert Ayler,
Patti Smith,
Roy Ayers,
Matthew Bourne,
Gong,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Minor Threat,
Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants.
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.