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 Malawi and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the 808 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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Eric Copeland. All the underground hits.
All Eric B and Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Symarip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Procol Harum,
Joe Smooth,
Sound Behaviour,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Yellowson,
Wire,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Arcadia,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Icehouse,
Groovy Waters,
Eddi Front,
Soulsonic Force,
Graham Central Station,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Newcleus,
Sixth Finger,
Eli Mardock,
Echospace,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Television,
Eric Copeland,
X-102,
Barbara Tucker,
Gabor Szabo,
Sonic Youth,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rod Modell,
Negative Approach,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ten City,
Aural Exciters,
Deepchord,
Sällskapet,
Wally Richardson,
Tears for Fears,
The Associates,
Panda Bear,
Pole,
Gastr Del Sol,
John Coltrane,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Mummies,
Spoonie Gee,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Cure,
Tim Buckley,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Avey Tare,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Mad Mike,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Colin Newman,
Con Funk Shun,
Rakim,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
One Last Wish,
The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.
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.