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 Syria and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Golliwogs to the funk 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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slackers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Max Romeo,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Danielle Patucci,
L. Decosne,
the Swans,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
JFA,
Barry Ungar,
Hashim,
Amazonics,
AZ,
Connie Case,
Mary Jane Girls,
Supertramp,
Eli Mardock,
The Blackbyrds,
Derrick May,
The Moody Blues,
X-101,
Sugar Minott,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Qualms,
Unrelated Segments,
The Wake,
Bill Near,
Ronnie Foster,
Minnie Riperton,
Lalo Schifrin,
Shuggie Otis,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Zapp,
Lindisfarne,
Nation of Ulysses,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Moleskins,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Residents,
Eurythmics,
the Normal,
The Red Krayola,
OOIOO,
The Star Department,
The Five Americans,
Dual Sessions,
Nico,
Graham Central Station,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Essential Logic,
Warren Ellis,
Heaven 17,
Dave Gahan,
Sonic Youth,
The Associates,
Funkadelic,
Babytalk,
Radiohead,
Aural Exciters,
Rekid,
Magma,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.