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 Malta and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish to the rap 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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
Johnny Osbourne,
Hasil Adkins,
The Dead C,
Khruangbin,
Outsiders,
Lindisfarne,
Sister Nancy,
Gong,
Fugazi,
Jerry's Kids,
Second Layer,
Funkadelic,
The Blues Magoos,
Drive Like Jehu,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Scrapy,
Essential Logic,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Rod Modell,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Idris Muhammad,
Derrick May,
One Last Wish,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Interpol,
Camouflage,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Young Rascals,
Lucky Dragons,
Jandek,
Matthew Bourne,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Tim Buckley,
F. McDonald,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Swans,
Bootsy Collins,
Throbbing Gristle,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Reuben Wilson,
Public Image Ltd.,
Basic Channel,
Lou Christie,
Minny Pops,
Trumans Water,
Heaven 17,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Audionom,
Can,
Rekid,
The Angels of Light,
Monks,
Sonic Youth,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
X-102,
The Blackbyrds,
The Misunderstood,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.