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 Indonesia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All The Five Americans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liaisons Dangereuses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Delta 5,
Brass Construction,
Scott Walker,
The Martian,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Royal Trux,
Dawn Penn,
Altered Images,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
John Cale,
Toni Rubio,
Alphaville,
Gregory Isaacs,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Jeru the Damaja,
Archie Shepp,
Siglo XX,
Aloha Tigers,
L. Decosne,
MC5,
John Holt,
Malaria!,
The Evens,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gong,
Alton Ellis,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Shadows of Knight,
Joyce Sims,
Rotary Connection,
Severed Heads,
The Selecter,
Peter & Gordon,
Grauzone,
Bobby Sherman,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sällskapet,
Lucky Dragons,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Raincoats,
Sister Nancy,
the Soft Cell,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lungfish,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Busters,
Sex Pistols,
Barbara Tucker,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rekid,
Don Cherry,
Negative Approach,
Sun City Girls,
Joensuu 1685,
Monolake,
AZ,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.