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 Switzerland and from Shanghai.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Skaos to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gil Scott Heron. All the underground hits.
All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
The Pretty Things,
Pierre Henry,
Bill Near,
H. Thieme,
Bang On A Can,
Kas Product,
Nick Fraelich,
Theoretical Girls,
Shuggie Otis,
Joensuu 1685,
Fluxion,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gichy Dan,
Dual Sessions,
Deadbeat,
Aswad,
Infiniti,
Fad Gadget,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Doors,
Roy Ayers,
Cymande,
The Zeros,
Bronski Beat,
Second Layer,
Maurizio,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Moebius,
Bobby Womack,
Niagra,
China Crisis,
David McCallum,
The Move,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Swans,
Banda Bassotti,
The Moleskins,
Public Image Ltd.,
Suburban Knight,
Scion,
Henry Cow,
Jandek,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
La Düsseldorf,
ABC,
the Human League,
Erykah Badu,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Y Pants,
The Beau Brummels,
Public Enemy,
Harmonia,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Grey Daturas,
Freddie Wadling,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Leaves,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.