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 Latvia and from Johannesburg.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Can to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Techniques. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Mark Hollis,
Jawbox,
Lower 48,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jacob Miller,
Sonny Sharrock,
Arab on Radar,
Rod Modell,
the Fania All-Stars,
Aloha Tigers,
Negative Approach,
Lightning Bolt,
Agent Orange,
The Music Machine,
The Names,
Joy Division,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Gun Club,
Black Bananas,
Das Ding,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Procol Harum,
Kurtis Blow,
Pylon,
T. Rex,
Livin' Joy,
Sound Behaviour,
Saccharine Trust,
Howard Jones,
The Dead C,
Japan,
Nirvana,
The Birthday Party,
The Barracudas,
Echospace,
Slave,
The Evens,
Camberwell Now,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gabor Szabo,
Rapeman,
Mandrill,
Magazine,
Crispian St. Peters,
Warren Ellis,
Brick,
Jacques Brel,
Connie Case,
Kenny Larkin,
MC5,
Whodini,
Bobby Womack,
Malaria!,
Zero Boys,
The Blues Magoos,
Make Up,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gil Scott Heron,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Shuggie Otis,
Schoolly D,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.