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 Iceland and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Von Mondo to the rap 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 Henry Cow. All the underground hits.
All Glambeats Corp. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Durutti Column record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
Robert Görl,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Glenn Branca,
Godley & Creme,
Ituana,
Ohio Players,
Faust,
Althea and Donna,
Chris & Cosey,
Hasil Adkins,
Gang Gang Dance,
Parry Music,
Dennis Brown,
Suicide,
ABC,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Magma,
Stereo Dub,
MC5,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Con Funk Shun,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Index,
Mission of Burma,
Barry Ungar,
Nils Olav,
Robert Hood,
Colin Newman,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lucky Dragons,
Soul II Soul,
Soulsonic Force,
Country Teasers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
UT,
A Certain Ratio,
The Kinks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joyce Sims,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rufus Thomas,
Niagra,
The Fuzztones,
The Fortunes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gabor Szabo,
Rapeman,
Sparks,
Scan 7,
Blancmange,
The Names,
Brass Construction,
Howard Jones,
John Foxx,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.