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 Israel and from Houston.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Pharoah Sanders 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?
Animal Collective,
The Divine Comedy,
Marvin Gaye,
Vainqueur,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Pop Group,
Kerri Chandler,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ponytail,
Avey Tare,
Pole,
Black Pus,
Scratch Acid,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Tremeloes,
Khruangbin,
Circle Jerks,
Easy Going,
Big Daddy Kane,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sister Nancy,
Guru Guru,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Hoover,
Moss Icon,
Japan,
The Dave Clark Five,
Dark Day,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Little Man,
Derrick May,
the Fania All-Stars,
Eric Dolphy,
Dead Boys,
The Slackers,
The Martian,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Traffic Nightmare,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Warsaw,
Wally Richardson,
Grandmaster Flash,
Junior Murvin,
Amon Düül,
Grauzone,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Make Up,
Ken Boothe,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Monolake,
One Last Wish,
Infiniti,
Isaac Hayes,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Neon Judgement,
Stereo Dub,
Moby Grape,
Altered Images,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.