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 London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Mo-Dettes to the funk 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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Residents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Skriet,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Black Sheep,
Liliput,
Cheater Slicks,
KRS-One,
Moby Grape,
Gastr Del Sol,
Young Marble Giants,
Rotary Connection,
Erykah Badu,
Dave Gahan,
Crooked Eye,
The Birthday Party,
Eden Ahbez,
Scratch Acid,
Scrapy,
The Associates,
Technova,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Nirvana,
The Residents,
PIL,
Qualms,
The Knickerbockers,
Ten City,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Smoke,
UT,
The Angels of Light,
Yazoo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Black Pus,
Lakeside,
The Cure,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Junior Murvin,
Ossler,
kango's stein massive,
Glenn Branca,
Pagans,
Swans,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pierre Henry,
Crispian St. Peters,
Schoolly D,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Girls At Our Best!,
Television Personalities,
Youth Brigade,
Chris & Cosey,
The Seeds,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Real Kids,
Con Funk Shun,
Unwound,
Warren Ellis,
Make Up,
Ultra Naté,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.