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 Yemen and from Manila.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum 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 AZ to the jazz 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 Desert Stars. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Black Flag,
Niagra,
Aswad,
Nik Kershaw,
Livin' Joy,
Qualms,
The Remains,
Alphaville,
Wings,
Robert Hood,
New Order,
Jacques Brel,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Stetsasonic,
Lucky Dragons,
The Angels of Light,
Lalo Schifrin,
Amon Düül II,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jerry's Kids,
Jeff Mills,
Urselle,
Moby Grape,
The Wake,
PIL,
Pantytec,
Archie Shepp,
Bobby Byrd,
the Germs,
Stereo Dub,
Harpers Bizarre,
Henry Cow,
The Vogues,
Gichy Dan,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Birthday Party,
The Shadows of Knight,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Mantronix,
The Beau Brummels,
8 Eyed Spy,
Cymande,
Trumans Water,
Organ,
the Fania All-Stars,
Basic Channel,
Piero Umiliani,
Supertramp,
Kurtis Blow,
The Fire Engines,
Schoolly D,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bauhaus,
The Buckinghams,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Quantec,
The Standells,
Johnny Osbourne,
DJ Sneak,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.