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 Croatia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 rhodes 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 Cymande to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chrome,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Chris & Cosey,
Junior Murvin,
John Foxx,
Smog,
Marshall Jefferson,
Eden Ahbez,
The Techniques,
Derrick Morgan,
Scientists,
Von Mondo,
The Moody Blues,
Urselle,
Carl Craig,
Outsiders,
Soul II Soul,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rapeman,
Nico,
Eurythmics,
Yazoo,
Drexciya,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Laurel Aitken,
Albert Ayler,
The Alarm Clocks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Idris Muhammad,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Swans,
Zapp,
Ronan,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Can,
Johnny Clarke,
Scott Walker,
Franke,
Rites of Spring,
Nik Kershaw,
The Fuzztones,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Deakin,
Second Layer,
Prince Buster,
Minny Pops,
Susan Cadogan,
Eric Dolphy,
Swell Maps,
Alphaville,
The Gun Club,
Sandy B,
Excepter,
Marcia Griffiths,
Slave,
DJ Style,
Black Pus,
Avey Tare,
Wire,
Godley & Creme,
Accadde A,
Michelle Simonal,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.