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 Canada and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Stetsasonic to the punk 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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Gregory Isaacs,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Section 25,
The Fortunes,
Reagan Youth,
The New Christs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Gladiators,
Bad Manners,
Metal Thangz,
Suburban Knight,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bauhaus,
Skarface,
Donald Byrd,
David Bowie,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Erykah Badu,
The Cure,
Derrick Morgan,
Nik Kershaw,
The Monochrome Set,
Deepchord,
Sight & Sound,
Jandek,
Stiv Bators,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Mandrill,
Sexual Harrassment,
Mad Mike,
The Human League,
The Fall,
New Order,
Audionom,
Glambeats Corp.,
ABBA,
Henry Cow,
Slave,
La Düsseldorf,
Rapeman,
The Pretty Things,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Mark Hollis,
Lightning Bolt,
Deadbeat,
June of 44,
The Gun Club,
Icehouse,
E-Dancer,
Von Mondo,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Quando Quango,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Johnny Clarke,
Camberwell Now,
Gang of Four,
Wings,
FM Einheit,
Clear Light,
Jacob Miller,
The Red Krayola,
Joey Negro,
Television Personalities,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.