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 Italy and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar 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 The Tremeloes 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 Sex Pistols. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dark Day,
Skarface,
Average White Band,
Charles Mingus,
Carl Craig,
James Chance & The Contortions,
JFA,
Eric Copeland,
KRS-One,
Skaos,
Lindisfarne,
Groovy Waters,
The Real Kids,
Youth Brigade,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
FM Einheit,
Section 25,
Piero Umiliani,
The Evens,
Bill Near,
Howard Jones,
The United States of America,
Iggy Pop,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Busters,
Fatback Band,
Whodini,
The Offenders,
Nico,
Q and Not U,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Niagra,
Wire,
The Stooges,
Echospace,
Davy DMX,
Underground Resistance,
Mark Hollis,
Bill Wells,
Faust,
Anakelly,
Terrestrial Tones,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Cheater Slicks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Derrick Morgan,
Shoche,
Scientists,
Flash Fearless,
the Slits,
ABBA,
New Order,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Matthew Halsall,
Deadbeat,
David McCallum,
Bobby Byrd,
Con Funk Shun,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Tom Boy,
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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.