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 Belarus and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 Calgary.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the 808 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 The Doors to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerrie Biddell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scrapy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
Brothers Johnson,
La Düsseldorf,
Nirvana,
Laurel Aitken,
Black Flag,
Aswad,
Au Pairs,
DJ Style,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sarah Menescal,
Minny Pops,
Cheater Slicks,
The Five Americans,
The Buckinghams,
Brick,
Sun City Girls,
Electric Prunes,
Subhumans,
Intrusion,
Graham Central Station,
R.M.O.,
Albert Ayler,
Marshall Jefferson,
the Soft Cell,
Guru Guru,
The Last Poets,
Stiv Bators,
cv313,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Crooked Eye,
Lower 48,
Matthew Halsall,
Derrick Morgan,
Roxy Music,
The Velvet Underground,
Brand Nubian,
Warsaw,
Neil Young,
Mark Hollis,
Brass Construction,
Peter and Kerry,
Rites of Spring,
Japan,
The Kinks,
Arcadia,
DNA,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gong,
Eric Copeland,
Rod Modell,
Derrick May,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Swans,
Dawn Penn,
L. Decosne,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.