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 Belize and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Alison Limerick to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Victims,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Deepchord,
the Fania All-Stars,
Joensuu 1685,
Radiohead,
The Busters,
Aloha Tigers,
Babytalk,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Five Americans,
Urselle,
Average White Band,
Derrick May,
Spandau Ballet,
Rotary Connection,
Black Flag,
Blake Baxter,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Funky Four + One,
KRS-One,
Basic Channel,
Soulsonic Force,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Zapp,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pussy Galore,
The Flesh Eaters,
Hasil Adkins,
Ossler,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lee Hazlewood,
Scratch Acid,
Big Daddy Kane,
Roxette,
T.S.O.L.,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
Idris Muhammad,
Main Source,
Harmonia,
Skarface,
Bobby Sherman,
The Motions,
Visage,
Eddi Front,
Kenny Larkin,
Al Stewart,
The Slackers,
Piero Umiliani,
Silicon Teens,
Heaven 17,
The Walker Brothers,
Freddie Wadling,
The Angels of Light,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Electric Prunes,
Connie Case,
CMW,
Erykah Badu,
Crooked Eye,
The Seeds,
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.