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 Netherlands and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Lou Reed 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 Chris & Cosey to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Connie Case record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pere Ubu,
Neil Young,
Pole,
Desert Stars,
In Retrospect,
Man Eating Sloth,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Red Krayola,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Soul Sonic Force,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Joe Smooth,
UT,
Skarface,
Agent Orange,
Camberwell Now,
Basic Channel,
Derrick May,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gichy Dan,
Spandau Ballet,
E-Dancer,
Kayak,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
EPMD,
Aaron Thompson,
A Certain Ratio,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jacques Brel,
Tres Demented,
Chrome,
Iggy Pop,
Ohio Players,
Laurel Aitken,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Kinks,
Hardrive,
Isaac Hayes,
Goldenarms,
Schoolly D,
Das Ding,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
10cc,
The Seeds,
Byron Stingily,
Ponytail,
The Smoke,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Slits,
Royal Trux,
Jeru the Damaja,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Smog,
John Holt,
The Detroit Cobras,
Pussy Galore,
Connie Case,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Albert Ayler,
The Invisible,
Talk Talk,
Wolf Eyes,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.