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 Ukraine and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 marimba 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 Television to the rock 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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Moon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Age Steppers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Maurizio,
Terrestrial Tones,
Slick Rick,
Loose Ends,
Spoonie Gee,
The Modern Lovers,
Vladislav Delay,
Anthony Braxton,
Jerry Gold Smith,
B.T. Express,
Harry Pussy,
Organ,
Tomorrow,
Minor Threat,
The Durutti Column,
Juan Atkins,
JFA,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Martian,
Motorama,
Barrington Levy,
The Knickerbockers,
The Techniques,
Rod Modell,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Smiths,
Matthew Halsall,
Pantytec,
8 Eyed Spy,
Aural Exciters,
Throbbing Gristle,
Public Enemy,
Jeff Lynne,
Clear Light,
Babytalk,
Eli Mardock,
The Index,
MC5,
The Leaves,
Harmonia,
Blake Baxter,
The Offenders,
Althea and Donna,
Radiopuhelimet,
Blancmange,
Graham Central Station,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Nas,
Soft Machine,
Intrusion,
Ultra Naté,
The Smoke,
Agitation Free,
Schoolly D,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Last Poets,
The Remains,
Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill.
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.