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 Algeria and from Milan.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the güiro 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 Fortunes to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pantytec. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Severed Heads record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
John Holt,
Banda Bassotti,
Crash Course in Science,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sixth Finger,
Interpol,
Aural Exciters,
Archie Shepp,
Loose Ends,
Fugazi,
Warren Ellis,
One Last Wish,
Johnny Clarke,
Blake Baxter,
Drive Like Jehu,
AZ,
Smog,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fear,
Bootsy Collins,
Stetsasonic,
Shoche,
Connie Case,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Moebius,
Easy Going,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Moody Blues,
June Days,
Eli Mardock,
Spoonie Gee,
Boredoms,
The Music Machine,
Prince Buster,
Pantaleimon,
ABC,
Khruangbin,
Mars,
Siglo XX,
The Divine Comedy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rod Modell,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sexual Harrassment,
Gregory Isaacs,
Glenn Branca,
Pole,
Royal Trux,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Underground Resistance,
The Buckinghams,
John Cale,
Zapp,
Matthew Halsall,
FM Einheit,
Kerrie Biddell,
China Crisis,
Radio Birdman,
The Martian,
Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.
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.