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 Samoa and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the guitar 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 Eli Mardock 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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Eden Ahbez,
Scientists,
Rapeman,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Glenn Branca,
Guru Guru,
Ten City,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gichy Dan,
Mandrill,
Bauhaus,
Mad Mike,
Soul II Soul,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Brothers Johnson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bill Wells,
the Fania All-Stars,
Archie Shepp,
Quando Quango,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Pretty Things,
Cluster,
Bill Near,
Flash Fearless,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Swans,
Robert Hood,
Can,
The Seeds,
Electric Light Orchestra,
L. Decosne,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Agitation Free,
Bad Manners,
The Moody Blues,
Cecil Taylor,
Faraquet,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Black Flag,
Godley & Creme,
Motorama,
Roxette,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Blackbyrds,
MDC,
Sun Ra,
Circle Jerks,
the Sonics,
Urselle,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Susan Cadogan,
The Mummies,
The Five Americans,
Marine Girls,
The J.B.'s,
Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro.
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.