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 Zambia and from Tehran.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 United States of America to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Martian,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Slits,
Essential Logic,
Agitation Free,
The United States of America,
The Golliwogs,
Slave,
Marshall Jefferson,
Monks,
The Techniques,
Sarah Menescal,
Interpol,
The Cowsills,
Country Teasers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Outsiders,
The Count Five,
PIL,
Make Up,
Chris & Cosey,
Avey Tare,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jesper Dahlback,
Scan 7,
Delon & Dalcan,
Monolake,
The Slits,
Pantytec,
The Blackbyrds,
Youth Brigade,
The Blues Magoos,
Clear Light,
Harry Pussy,
Bad Manners,
Oneida,
The Seeds,
Joyce Sims,
James White and The Blacks,
Tom Boy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
MDC,
Heaven 17,
Roy Ayers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kevin Saunderson,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Half Japanese,
Wolf Eyes,
Harpers Bizarre,
Todd Terry,
Audionom,
Anthony Braxton,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lyres,
L. Decosne,
a-ha,
The Associates,
John Coltrane,
Henry Cow,
48th St. Collective,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.