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 Nigeria and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 Beasts of Bourbon to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Ponytail,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Swans,
CMW,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Suburban Knight,
Piero Umiliani,
Tim Buckley,
JFA,
Funkadelic,
The Saints,
Ludus,
Main Source,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Deepchord,
AZ,
Marmalade,
Leonard Cohen,
The Moody Blues,
Yellowson,
Reuben Wilson,
Malaria!,
Bootsy Collins,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sex Pistols,
Tears for Fears,
John Lydon,
Letta Mbulu,
The Toasters,
The Standells,
Moss Icon,
Negative Approach,
Spandau Ballet,
Janne Schatter,
Pierre Henry,
Ronnie Foster,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Hashim,
Moby Grape,
In Retrospect,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ornette Coleman,
Whodini,
Spoonie Gee,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Count Five,
The Martian,
Wire,
Royal Trux,
The Leaves,
Bob Dylan,
Faust,
Metal Thangz,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Brothers Johnson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bill Wells,
Peter and Kerry,
Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro.
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.